08.12.2006

Adage éternel (+ chants sons)

December 06 Bonn Ice Ring Tree and Xmas lights

December 06 earth ashes dust

 

Earth to earth

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Light to light?

 

Feel like singin' ?

 

Do you remember a guy thats been
In such an early song
Ive heard a rumour from ground control
Oh no, dont say its true

They got a message from the action man
Im happy, hope youre happy too
Ive loved all Ive needed love
Sordid details following

The shrieking of nothing is killing
Just pictures of jap girls in synthesis and i
Aint got no money and I aint got no hair
But Im hoping to kick but the planet its glowing

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major toms a junkie
Strung out in heavens high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again I tell myself
Ill stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
Im stuck with a valuable friend
Im happy, hope youre happy too
One flash of light but no smoking pistol

I never done good things
I never done bad things
I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh
Want an axe to break the ice
Wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
We know major toms a junkie
Strung out in heavens high
Hitting an all-time low

My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom
My mother said to get things done
Youd better not mess with major tom

 

(David Bowie)

 

OR

 

Hate you father
for you have sinned
Why did you, Lord
let this life begin?

I'm not your savior
I'm not your son
A forgotten boy
Abandoned creation

With these final words, I pull the switch
We turn to dust
Dust to Dust
My name is like the kiss of death, then we embrace
We turn to dust

Mother, Father
Answer me
Your soul-less son
Your thing that should not be

A brilliant demon
A Monster God
You gave me life
But took the soul away

With these final words, I pull the switch
We turn to dust
Dust to Dust
My name is like the kiss of death, then we embrace
We turn to dust
Ashes to ashes, Dust to Dust

We belong dead, we belong...

 

(The Misfits)

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