Grandmother Lachaise, in the nettles
Grandfather Lachaise isn't back
He fell off the stairs
And his bottle wasn't broken..
Grandfather Lachaise, madam Satan
Blood will flow in the gutter
Grandfather Lachaise, madam Cageot
Roger's wife, who has 13 dogs...
A dog is dead, the other one is hanged
There's more love in the hearts
Blood will flow in the gutter
Winter is here, it shows its fangs...
You are handsome, your name is Oscar Tramor
Here you are all alone like a dead mouse...
You are handsome, your name is the big Grandfather
Here you are no more proud of a dead cat..
Sun sleeps, away from the North station
Sun sleeps little neon...
Sleep under the bridges, little Lucien
Sprinkle inside your socks.
Sprinkle in the back bone
Winter is here, it shows its fangs...
You are handsome, your name is Oscar Tramor
Here you are all alone like a dead mouse...
You are handsome, your name is the big Grandfather
Here you are no more proud of a dead cat..
Grandfather Lachaise, madam Satan
Blood will flow in the gutter
Grandfather Lachaise, madam Cageot
Roger's wife, who has 13 dogs...
A dog is dead, the other one is hanged
There's more love in the hearts
Blood will flow in the gutter
Winter is here, it shows its fangs...
You are handsome, your name is Oscar Tramor
Here you are all alone like a dead mouse...
You are handsome, your name is the big Grandfather
Here you are no more proud of a dead cat..
Sun sleeps, away from the North station
Sun sleeps, little neon...
Sun sleeps, away from the North station
Sun sleeps, little neon...
Sleep under the bridges, little Lucien
Sprinkle inside your socks.
Sprinkle in the back bone
Winter is here, it shows its fangs...
Sleep under the bridges, little Lucien
Sprinkle inside your socks.
Sprinkle in the back bone
Winter is here, it shows its fangs...
Sun sleeps, away from the North station
Sun sleeps, little neon...
Sun sleeps, away from the North station
Sun sleeps, little neon...
You are handsome, your name is Oscar Tramor
Here you are all alone like a dead mouse...
You are handsome, your name is the big Grandfather
Here you are no more proud of a dead cat..
Come and see under my black mantle
The big knife given to me
The girl who wanted my misery
She stabbed it in the heart X2
Jansay
Daaaniii
Ven, 06/01/2012 - 14:39
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