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30's
03:02
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back in our thirties
we stared and we growled
everything was the same but we were young
back in our thirties
fascists fucked it all
but trust us, we were all offended at home
oh, don’t look so mad
cuz behind the dullness, we were on the front line
what? "you guilty fucks"?
i see where you’re going but please understand that
back in our thirties
we stared and we growled
everything was the same but we were young
back in our thirties
fascists fucked it all
but trust us, we were all offended at home
getting old, getting bald
getting weaker than before
getting bored, getting stoned
by the cruelty of it all
it doesn’t have to be like this
and yet, oh dear, it will be like this
back in our thirties
we stared and we growled
everything was the same but we were young
back in our thirties
fascists fucked it all
but trust us, we were all offended at home
back in our thirties
we expressed our wrath
our audience was quite small but we were mad
back in our thirties
we let it all fall
powerless, but i guess we had role models
it doesn’t have to be like this
and yet, oh dear, it will be like this
my dear, i fear it will end like this
oh will you hate us if it ends like this?
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2. |
Braincrumbs
02:58
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braincrumbs, they drop from my head so gently
they fall from my mind like rain
and that’s all i do, i just forget
hundreds of knots tied behind me
where i’m headed for
i can read for sale at the door
and where i’m headed for
i can hear roaches on the floor
but where are we headed for?
thought i knew but uhhh i’m not so sure
and where do i head us for?
hopefully some place where i can be cured
cuz braincrumbs, they drop from my head so gently
they fall from my mind like rain
and that’s all i do, i just forget
hundreds of knots tied behind me
and braincrumbs, they drop from my head so gently
they fall from my mind like rain
and there’s no excuse, i’m just a pest
and no one hates me more than me
where i’m headed for
there’s nothing worth going through the door
but where i’m headed for
is by a road i’m not so sure
so braincrumbs, they drop from my head so gently
they fall from my mind like rain
they fall from my mind and hurt me
so that’s all i do, i just forget
and hope you’re not as light-headed as me
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3. |
So Long
02:47
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dying isn’t that bad of an option
when your saviour locks you in his basement
and he says "hey, keeping you alive ain’t that cheap of a plan"
so hard when the hand that feeds ain’t got a brain
goodbye, so long
it’s never gonna work
just cuz you tried so long
can’t mean it’s gonna work
if you apply too long
the skin is gonna melt
please don’t cling on for too long
it’s embarrassing
yes, i will take my old plans
and i will go back in time
and if i catch myself there
i’m gonna beat myself up
and when you’re falling, i’m falling
a one-way trip to the ground
i’m living at the edge here
but i think i would die if i tried
excuses are repeats on a sunday
you heard them a thousand times but yet you cannot look away
my mind’s a blur when there are calendars in sight
oh the light goes dim, see you next time
goodbye, so long
it’s never gonna work
just cuz you tried so long
can’t mean it’s gonna work
if you apply too long
the skin is gonna melt
please don’t cling on for too long
you’re never gonna work it out
never gonna work it out
somewhere in my heart it’s fucked
never gonna work it out
yes, i will take my old plans
and i will go back in time
and if i catch myself there
i’m gonna beat myself up
and when you’re falling i’m falling
a one-way trip to the ground
i’m living at the edge here
but i think i would die if i tried
(and, god, do i try)
i would try
i would die
i would lie
i wouldn’t mind
yeah you have tried too long
it’s never gonna work
and yet you tried too long
it’s never gonna work
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4. |
Walkabout
02:43
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sailing south to the seven seas
reading tales from the promised me
it’s all there is to gain
it’s all there is, in vain
but i can’t fight
i walk about
i leave my life alone to you
no, i won’t hide out from what i sow
i won’t find out when i fall
but i can’t fight
i walk about
i leave my life alone to you
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5. |
160
02:34
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there’s crimson in my eyes
glitter nearly made me blind
there are pink hues in the sky
then again it’s death at work
please first row all the time
i want the hertz to carve my soul
please red VU at night
until my tinnitus is just right
wash away, wash away the shore
i’m falling out of time
i’m calling from inside
i’m falling anyway
won’t reach the light of day
if you could help me out
i’d give in to your arms
but i can’t see the way
up, down, the ladder
strung out in the weather
and bang, out it goes in pale moonlight
i’m swallowed by the ceiling
and i’m broken by the rocks
and i’m ripped by the wind
and i’m burnt by the night
and i’m destroyed by everything i’ve got
i’m falling out of time
i’m calling from inside
i’m falling anyway
but i promise
i’ll bring back my mind
and i’ll take off my binds
it’s not like we had to fail
it’s not like we were meant to fail
down on a highway, setting sun on a highway
down on a highway, sinking down on a highway
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6. |
Golden Age
02:51
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think about the time when we were lost in the rain
we didn’t mind the cold, man we could never be fazed
oh, where have you gone, you golden age?
think about the way that you will never be strong
a useless husk of trash, yet there was pride to be found
oh, where have you gone, you golden age?
made sense once upon a time
it’s slipping from my mind
nevermind
think about the things that you achieved there somehow
a quick look at the dates and yesterday becomes old
oh, where have they gone those golden ages?
stunned by how the mundaneness keeps having a point
a yoke of sayings slowly clinging onto your tongue
oh, where have you gone, you golden age?
i made sense once upon a time
it’s slipping from my mind
nevermind
like a locked groove, haven’t i already sang and whined about all of that?
oh no, don’t tell me apathy has that many layers of lukewarm insights, baby!
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7. |
Wasteland
02:59
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they’re so convincing going door to door
they’re selling truth pills, man, like no one has before
they’re kinda sexy with their war
they’re gifting snakes and ladders more and more
they go blast fishing on the shore (our shore!)
and let me tell you, i am in for an encore
when we’ll eat shit with a straw
when we’ll suffocate at home, ten feet underground
let’s all have some grateful thoughts for the ones
who at least made sure we had fun before we crashed (thank you guys!)
when we’ll have nowhere to hide
when the outer wilds will be two miles from our vaults (can’t go out!)
these boring trips from our past
we’ll just ramble about them to our pale little ones (story time!)
it was such a joyful waste of time
going east and west above the clouds
sorry kids but now you’d better hide!
when we’ll eat shit with a straw
when we’ll suffocate at home, ten feet underground
let’s all have some grateful thoughts for the ones
who at least made sure we had fun before we crashed (thank you guys!)
when we’ll have nowhere to hide
when the outer wilds will be two miles from our vaults (can’t go out!)
these boring trips from our past
we’ll just ramble about them to our pale little ones (story time!)
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8. |
You Know
04:10
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thinking about a song that could be about my life
it’s all exceptionally dull
thinking about a song
kinda wondering why it’s still an itch that i have
thinking about a song, a song i could write
and recording would leave me mortified and sickened all day long
just because i tried and it’s not enough
it’s so fucking hard
but oh, you know, that’s just the way things go
it’s been slow, but it’s old
it’s just a small cute step towards another life
it’s a brand new place without you
an exit that’s been in the making for a while
now i have to let go of you
thinking about a song and things i could scream about
but nothing is worth straining my voice
thinking about a song, and how it would all restart
as if music could do that
and the amount of songs in me is just dwindling with time
a number’s already set in the stars
thinking about a song, a song that could be the last
perhaps
but oh, you know, that’s just the way things go
it’s been slow, now it’s old
it’s just the small last step towards another life
in a brand new place without you
an exit that’s been in the making for a while
now i have to let go of you
artist with no stories
your life is made of drafts
sinking so slow but oh so deep
into the holes of the sky
into the holes, into that hole
into your hole in the ground
there’s a target audience of one
for this awkward and dull demise
it’s for me i carry on this farce
let’s exhaust everything inside
no it’s not up to me to close each part of this transient life
see how chapters stop and start
and i can’t hold on, can’t hold back
don’t know who wrote this old track
and up ahead some new kind of life
with no white noise in my mind
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9. |
Chore
02:32
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life is hard
or so they say
don't ask me why 'cause i've always managed to look the other way
waterslide from day to day
and if love is not the answer for you
i guess there's nothing better to do
than to take part in a doctrine
that subdivides you
i cannot believe i believed in a system!!!!!??
where we wait to die while we wait to buy
while we wait to do what we'll never do, yeah
i cannot believe i believed in a system??!!!!!
oh DEAR, life is a DRAG ! ! !
still. . . i'm happy by your side. . .
they say it's meaningful
to have a lot of things to do
to have a lot of weights to drag
to put up with the martyrdom of being proxy for a faceless god
you should embrace the chore for it'll teach you to cope
you should renounce the bore
can't just eat, sleep and mope
i cannot believe i believed in a system!!!!!??
where we wait to die while we wait to buy
while we wait to do what we'll never do, yeah
i cannot believe i believed in a system??!!!!!
oh DEAR, life is a DRAG ! ! !
still. . . i'm happy by your side. . .
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10. |
Done
02:30
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it takes some time to get it on
it takes some time sometimes to get it on
and when it’s done, you’re all alone
yeah, when it’s done, you’re done and you’re alone, it’s gone
it takes a whole lot of time yeah
probably could have been used with something else instead
it takes a whole lot of trouble
but if it did not, we wouldn’t be so proud at the bitter end
speeding through desire
twinkle in your eye
speeding through desire
holding onto life
it’s slipping from my mind
but i won’t let it go (oh no)
it takes some time to get it wrong
it takes some time sometimes to get it wrong
but who’s to tell? you’re all alone
yeah, if it’s wrong, you have to know it’s wrong, alone
it takes a whole lot of time yeah
probably should have been used with something else instead
it takes a whole lot of trouble
yet if we messed up, we’ll still keep our faults ‘till the bitter end
speeding through desire
sadness in your eye
speeding through desire
holding onto life
it’s slipping from my mind
but i won’t let it go (oh no)
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11. |
Grand Voyageur
02:38
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it’s a loneliness that grows and grows
it’s the night that sets on country roads
it’s the train, so full of speed, that roams
near silent cities, forever unknown
and as far as i can see
that’s all that it seems to be
uncharted geography
a fog of war choking me
no, i’ll never find the hours
to cross those countless towns
there’s more that i’ll left behind
than what i’ll grasp in my prime
take me home to what’s known
where there’s walls hiding it all
it’s an emptiness that breaks my heart
yeah so full of dreams, so low on life
it’s a library you’re crawling to
untold stories that will outlive you
and i’m so finite, so finite
ain’t that right?
yeah despite all the light
the twilight will ignite the long night
i’m finite, i’m finite
ain’t got time for rewrites
hold me tight, so contrite
we’re fading out of sight
take me home to what’s known
where there’s walls hiding it all
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12. |
Alright
04:22
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won’t somebody please get rid of the disease i’ve got stuck in my heart?
nobody to reach, no one follows my lead, i’m a bug, i’m a rat
panting and bleeding, what have i been doing?
fucking end me now
it’s alright, it’s just a lonely way to spend an endless night
but it’s fine, you won’t ever have to reach out
you won’t ever have to reach out
it’s ok, as long as tepid noise distract you from the fright
you won’t mind, there’ll be no one there to find out
there’ll be no one there to find out
it’s alright, it’s just a lonely way to spend an endless night
but it’s fine, you won’t ever have to reach out
you won’t ever have to reach out
cuz i’ll fuck it up someday
i’ll fuck it up somehow
and there’ll be loads of space
between the world and i
and i will find a hole
and i’ll bury my heart
and gouge both of my eyes
and rot there in the dark
it’s alright, it’s just a lonely way to spend an endless night
but it’s fine, you won’t ever have to reach out
you won’t ever have to reach out
it’s ok, as long as tepid noises distract you from the fright
who will mind? there’ll be no one there to find out
there’ll be no one there to find out
it’s alright, a predicable end for such a plastic life
we won’t mind, we will never try to catch up
we will never try to catch up
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13. |
Pillows
02:36
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i’m cleaning the room
i’m waiting for you
i’m changing the sheets
i want it all new
we have four pillows
they’re stacked shapelessly
we have four pillows
there’s two for you, there’s two for me
but they all mix up together and build some kind of mountain
a soft one
and it doesn’t seem all that comfortable
it makes no sense
and one wouldn’t know
where it ends, where it starts
where you’re supposed to put your head down
we have four pillows
cuz we don’t care
we have four pillows
we want softness everywhere
and i’m not closing my eyes
if i can’t feel you
not closing my eyes
if we’re apart
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14. |
Goodbye Le Aids Goodbye
04:00
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at last, it’s finally ended
it only took 90 months
but when you sleepwalk everyday
i guess that time passes on
but here we are again
i’m gonna sing one last song
it won’t arrive at the knees of the others
but i'm ok with being average and common
one fine morning realise
how much music wasted your life
all these hours you spent recording crap
you could have been someone
you could have made your mom proud
there were some songs that i sang, once upon a time (goodbye le aids, goodbye)
it said "my friends are the greatest", but i guess they were not (so goodbye le aids, goodbye)
and at the age of the christ, who wouldn’t cringe with a name like that (goodbye le aids, goodbye)
it gets pathetic now, alone with self-made backing vocals (going "goodbye le aids, goodbye")
one fine morning realise
that every artist at some point declines
and you already had your own chance to shine
you're like a sixties band in nineteen eighty-five
banned forever from the fresh enthusiasm of the past
but still clinging to the hope that everybody gets a chance to do a comeback
because i can't make sense of all these things i did when i was young (goodbye le aids, goodbye!)
because there's no fun left in this, no emulation anymore (goodbye le aids, goodbye!!)
because it'll all be forgotten the day i finally turn to dust (goodbye le aids, goodbye!!!)
because we all grew bored, because we all grew old (goodbye le aids, goodbye!!!!)
because melodies end up being the same
because far from our past we should stay
because the greatest thing i'll ever make is not even that great
because i hate music, and yet here i am again
why do i, why do you, why do we keep on making hours and hours of noise like that?
oh just, goodbye le aids,
goodbye le aids,
le aids goodbye,
bye,
bye.
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Le Aids France
(2007-2022)
"pop music as a disease"
"gagner la sortie" est sorti (sic).
www.fb.com/leaids
@leaids
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