Vla les paroles (Emilie, si ça te dit, tu peux mettre un com pour nous dire de quoi parle cette chanson??? Merki!)
HERE COMES A REGULAR
Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst after a hard day of nothin' much at all Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass There ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
And sometimes I just ain't in the mood to take my place in back with the loudmouths You're like a picture on the fridge that's never stocked with food I used to live at home, now I stay at the house
And everybody wants to be special here They call your name out loud and clear Here comes a regular Call out your name Here comes a regular Am I the only one here today?
Well a drinkin' buddy that's bound to another town Once the police made you go away And even if you're in the arms of someone's baby now I'll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway
Everybody wants to be someone's here Someone's gonna show up, never fear 'cause here comes a regular Call out your name Here comes a regular Am I the only one who feels ashamed?
Kneeling alongside old Sad Eyes He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut All I know is I'm sick of everything that my money can buy The fool who wastes his life, God rest his guts
First the lights, then the collar goes up, and the wind begins to blow Turn your back on a pay-you-back, last call First the glass, then the leaves that pass, then comes the snow Ain't much to rake anyway in the fall
Que serait le monde sans le musique? C'est une bonne question. Ca ne changerai pas grand chose je suppose. Juste la face du monde.
Mais qu'est-ce que je serais, moi, sans la musique? Je n'existerai pas, tout simplement.
(Vraiment, albane, je comprends pas...on a connu mieu quand même, NON?)
DANY CALIFORNIA
Gettin' born in the state of Mississippi Poppa was a copper and the Momma was a hippie In Alabama, she would swing a hammer Price you gotta pay when you break the panorama She never knew that there was anything more than poor What in the world does your company take me for?
Black Bandanna, Sweet Louisiana Robbin' all the bank in the state of Indiana She's a runner, rebel and a stunner Come in everywhere, saying "Baby, whatcha gonna?" Lookin' down the barrel of a hot metal 45 Just another way to survive
California, rest in peace Simultaneous release California, show your teeth She's my priestess, I'm your priest
She's a lover, baby, and a fighter Shoulda seen it comin' when it got a little brighter With a name like "Dani California" Day was gonna come when I was gonna mourn ya A little loaded she was stealin' another breath I love my baby to death
California, rest in peace Simultaneous release California, show your teeth She's my priestess, I'm your priest
Who knew the harder side of you? Who knew the hardest time to prove Too true to say goodbye to you Too true to say, say, say
Push the fader, gifted animator One for the now and eleven for the later Never made it up to Minnesota North Dakota man was a gunnin' for the quota Down in the badlands she was saving the best for last It only hurts when I laugh Gone too fast
California, rest in peace Simultaneous release California, show your teeth She's my priestess, I'm your priest...
Dans sa chanson, Gavin dit qu'il ne veut pas être comme tout le monde, simplement parce que c'est "comme sa qu'il faut être". Il veut simplement être ce que LUI veut, et non ce que les autres veulent... et je suis totalement d'accord avec lui ; ce n'est pas en faisant comme tout le monde qu'on est quelqu'un. D'unique.
Et vous???
Pas mal le Gavin en plus!!! mdr, en plus sa voix est trop trop craquante!!!
I DON'T WANT TO BE
I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately All I have to do is think of me and have peace of mind I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do Or who I'm supposed to be I don't want to be anything other than me
I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn I'm surrounded by a identity crisis everywhere I turn Am I the only one to notice? I can't be the only one who's learned
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately All I have to do is think of me and have peace of mind I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do Or who I'm supposed to be I don't want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention please if you're not like this and that You're gonna have to leave I came from the mountain, the crust of creation My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone And now I'm telling everybody
I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately All I have to do is think of me and have peace of mind I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do Or who I'm supposed to be I don't want to be anything other than me I don't want to be I don't want to be I don't want to be I don't want to be anything other than me I don't want to be I don't want to be I don't want to be