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\selectlanguage{english} |
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\songcolumns{2} |
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\beginsong{Mrs. McGrath} |
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[by=Bruce Springsteen,cov=we-shall-overcome,album=We shall overcome] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Rém}{XX0231} |
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100} |
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\gtab{Do}{X32010} |
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\lilypond{Mrs_McGrath} |
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\beginverse |
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``Oh, \[Rém]Mrs. McGrath'', the sergeant said |
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``Would you \[Fa]like to make a soldier \[Do]out of your son Ted |
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With a \[Do]scarlett coat and a big cocked hat |
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Oh, Mrs. McGrath, wouldn't \[Rém]you like that?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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With your \[Rém]too-ri-a, fol-di-diddle-da, |
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\[Fa]Too-ri, oor-ri, \[Do]oor-ri-a |
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With your \[Do]too-ri-a, fol-di-diddle-da, |
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Too-ri, oor-ri, \[Rém]oor-ri-a |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Now, Mrs. McGrath lived on the shore |
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For the space of seven long years or more |
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She spied a ship coming into the bay |
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With her son from far away |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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``Oh captain dear, where have you been |
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You've been sailing the Mediterranean |
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Have you news of my son Ted |
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Is he living or is he dead?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Up came Ted without any legs |
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And in their place, two wooden pegs, |
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She kissed him a dozen times or two |
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And said: ``My god, Ted is it you?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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``Now, were you drunk or were you blind |
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When you left your two fine legs behind? |
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Or was it walking upon the sea |
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That wore your two fine legs away?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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``No, I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind |
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When I left my two fine legs behind |
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A cannon ball on the fifth of May |
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Tore my two fine legs away'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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``Oh, Teddyboy'', the widow cried |
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``Your two fine legs were your mother's pride |
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Stumps of a tree won't do at all |
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Why didn't you run from the cannon ball?'' |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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``All foreign wars I do proclaim |
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Live on the blood and the mothers' pain |
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I'd rather have my son as he used to be |
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Than the king of America and his whole Navy'' |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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\selectlanguage{english} |
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\songcolumns{2} |
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\beginsong{Old Dan Tucker} |
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[by=Bruce Springsteen,cov=we-shall-overcome,album=We shall overcome] |
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\cover |
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\capo{3} |
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\gtab{Do}{X32010} |
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100} |
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\gtab{Sol}{320003} |
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\beginverse |
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\[Do]Old Dan Tucker was a \[Fa]fine old man |
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\[Sol]Washed his face with a \[Do]fryin' pan |
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\[Do]Combed his hair with a \[Fa]wagon wheel |
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And \[Sol]died with a toothache \[Do]in his heel |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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\[Do]Get out the way, \[Fa]Old Dan Tucker |
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\[Sol]{You're} too late to \[Do]get your supper |
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\rep{2} |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Now Old Dan Tucker come to town |
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Ridin' a billy goat, leadin' a hound |
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The hound dog barked and billy goat jumped |
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And landed old Tucker on a stump |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Now Old Dan Tuckergot drunk and fell |
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In the fire and kicked up holy hell |
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A red-hot coal got in his shoe |
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And, oh my Lord, the ashes flew! |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Now Old Dan Tucker come to town |
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Swinging them ladies all round |
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First to the right and then to the left |
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Then to the gal that he loved best |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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\selectlanguage{french} |
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\songcolumns{2} |
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\beginsong{Les comédiens} |
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[by=Charles Aznavour,cov=40-chansons-d-or,album=40 chansons d'or] |
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\cover |
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\capo{3} |
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\gtab{Do}{320003} |
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\gtab{Lam}{X02210} |
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100} |
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\gtab{Sol}{320001} |
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\gtab{Mi7}{020100} |
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\gtab{Ré7}{XX0212} |
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\beginchorus |
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\[Do]Viens voir les comé\[Lam]diens, voir les musi\[Fa]ciens |
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Voir les magi\[Sol7]ciens, qui arrivent |
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\[Do]Viens voir les comé\[Lam]diens, voir les musi\[Fa]ciens |
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Voir les magi\[Sol7]ciens, qui arrivent |
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\rep{2} |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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\[Do]Les comédiens ont instal\[Lam]lé leurs tréteaux |
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Ils ont dres\[Fa]sé leur estrade et tendu \[Sol7]des calicots |
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\[Do]Les comédiens ont parcou\[Lam]ru les faubourgs |
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Ils ont don\[Fa]né la parade, à grand ren\[Sol7]fort de tambour |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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\[Do]Devant l'église une rou\[Mi7]lotte peinte en vert |
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A\[Lam]vec les \[Ré7]chaises d'un thé\[Sol7]âtre à ciel ouvert |
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\[Do]Et derrière eux, comme un cor\[Lam]tège en folie |
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Ils drainent \[Fa]tout le pays \[Sol7]les comé\[Do]diens |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Si vous voulez voir confondus les coquins |
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Dans une histoire un peu triste, où tout s'arrange à la fin |
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Si vous aimez voir trembler les amoureux |
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Vous lamenter sur Baptiste, ou rire avec les heureux |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Poussez la toile et entrez donc vous installer |
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Sous les étoiles, le rideau va se lever |
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Quand les trois coups retentiront dans la nuit |
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Ils vont renaître à la vie, les comédiens |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Les comédiens ont démonté leurs tréteaux |
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Ils ont ôté leur estrade et plié les calicots |
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Ils laisseront au fond du cœur de chacun |
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Un peu de la sérénade et du bonheur d'Arlequin |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Demain matin, quand le soleil va se lever |
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Ils seront loin, et nous croirons avoir rêvé |
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Mais pour l'instant, ils traversent dans la nuit |
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D'autres villages endormis, les comédiens |
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\endverse |
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\selectlanguage{french} |
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\beginsong{Encore} |
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[by=Crep,cov=mon-voisin-le-manchot,album=Mon voisin le manchot] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Dom}{3:X02210} |
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\gtab{Sol}{3:021100} |
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\gtab{Fam}{1:022000} |
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\beginverse |
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\[Dom]Vas-y rince moi le cer\[Sol]veau |
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J'crois l'avoir bien méri\[Dom]té |
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Après 35 heures d'bou\[Sol]lot |
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Tu parles d'une éterni\[Dom]té |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Une p'tite pub, c'est d'bonne \[Fam]guerre |
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Un p'tit slogan éco\[Dom]lo |
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Arrêtez d'boire de la \[Sol]bière |
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Mangez plutôt au Mc\[Dom]Do |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Détaille donc un cataclysme |
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Que je puisse m'indigner |
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J'aime tant voir ces visages tristes |
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Du fond de mon canapé |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Tant d'souffrance et de scandales |
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Bah, dans l'fond rien d'dramatique |
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Je crève pas vraiment la dalle |
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Et j'vis dans une République |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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V'la mon moment favori |
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Le retour de vingt-deux couillons |
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S'ils sont pas franchement mimi |
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Affairés autour d'un ballon |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Ira à gauche ou droite |
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Quelle existentielle question |
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Quel suspsens insoutenable |
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J'ai fait mon plein d'émotions |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Petite séance culturelle |
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Sur une civilisation |
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Éloignée et tellement belle |
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Et dont je n'connaissais pas l'nom |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Je maîtrise maintenant l'sujet |
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J'vais pouvoir m'la raconter |
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À cette prochaine soirée |
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Sauf si j'ai tout oublié |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Scénario bien ficelé |
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Héroïne 90C |
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Acteurs à peine surjoués |
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Testostérone bien cajolée |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Tout l'monde meurt, sauf le chien |
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Tout s'écroule mais flotte encore |
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Le drapeau américain |
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Dans un sublime décor |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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C'est l'heure de faire son choix |
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Parmi toutes ces poupées |
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Sélectionnées par leurs régions |
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Elles font juste un peu pitié |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Beau sourire bien hypocrite |
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Une démarche rigide à souhait |
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C'est sans moi, bien trop morbide |
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Je m'en vais me coucher |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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P'tit discours politique |
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Ça tombe bien je m'endormais |
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Sont toujours aussi hypnotiques |
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Certaines choses changeront jamais |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Mais l'président fait son show |
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Faut dire qu'il est tellement beau |
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Avec ses trois pixels de haut |
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Bon allez cette fois dodo |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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\selectlanguage{french} |
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\songcolumns{2} |
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\beginsong{Nostalgeek} |
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[by=Crep,cov=histoires-d-un-manchot,album=Histoires d'un manchot] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Do}{X32010} |
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\gtab{Fa}{1:022100} |
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\gtab{So7}{320001} |
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\gtab{Sol}{320003} |
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\gtab{Dom}{3:X02210} |
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\gtab{Si&}{1:X02220} |
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\gtab{Sol#}{4:022100} |
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\gtab{Fam}{1:022000} |
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\beginverse |
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Hello \[Do]Mario, vieux rigolo |
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Ça t'fait quoi ? 35 \[Fa]piges et toujours pu\[Do]ceau ? |
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Faut croire que d'\[Sol7]sauter pour des pièces |
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Personne n'est \[Do]dupe, ça fait un peu tache |
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Daisy et \[Sol7]Peach n'étaient pas en liesse |
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Malgré ta \[Do]super\[Sol7]be mous\[Do]tache |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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T'avais \[Fa]pourtant parcouru tous les \[Do]mondes |
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Appris \[Fa]la flûte, le tennis et le ping-\[Sol]pong |
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Éradi\[Do]qué toutes les \[Sol7]races de tor\[Do]tues |
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À croire que \[Sol7]tout était déjà fi\[Do]chu |
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É\[Fa]coute le conseil d'un a\[Do]mi |
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\[Sol7] Arrête les cham\[Do]pis |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Mais v'la Zelda, comment ça va ? |
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On s'fait un bœuf à l'ocarina ? |
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Comment ça s'passe avec ton homme |
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Tu craques encore pour les costumes moulants ? |
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Toujours pas lassée des monologues ? |
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Ah vous êtes séparés maintenant |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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Il avait pourtant parcouru tous les mondes |
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Résolu tant d'énigmes d'outre-tombe |
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Navigué, chevauché, bien affûté son épée |
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Pêché les plus gros poissons et nettoyé son bouclier |
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Comment ça, Ganon est bien plus beau ? |
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Si je croise c'macho, j'lui fais la peau |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Salut Yoshi, vieil ami |
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Encore sur ton île où il s'passe rien pardi |
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Tu n'connais toujours qu'un seul mot |
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Normal qu'tu passes pour un idiot |
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Si tu cherches un peu d'compagnie |
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Y'a Spyro qui s'ennuie aussi |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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Tu avais pourtant parcouru tous les niveaux |
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Transporté bébé Mario sur ton dos |
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Avalé, digéré, tous tes ennemis acharnés |
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Balancé tes œufs par six et affronté ta destinée |
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Qui aurait cru qu'un anthropophage |
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Finirait nourrice pour bébés pas sages |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Sacrée Diou, ça roule Ryu ? |
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Tu galères encore avec ton Hadou ? |
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Laisse tomber les boules de feu |
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Regarde Ken comme il est heureux |
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Avec sa femme et son gamin |
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La baston ça ne mène à rien |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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T'avais pourtant gagné tous ces championnats |
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Affronté Chun-Li, Ibuki et Akuma |
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Maîtrisé tous ces coups inutiles |
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Dragon punch, une roulade et la toupie |
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Un p'tit conseil trouve-toi un boulot |
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Tu pourras pt'être recoudre ton kimo\[Dom]no |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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Mais heureuse\[Dom]ment que les consoles \[Si&]traversent le temps |
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\[Sol]Sans encombres, telles \[Dom]le \[Sol]Great \[Dom]Fox |
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\[Si&]Profitant des Ring of Death \[Sol#]{d'la} dernière X\[Sol]Box |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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\[Fam]Snake sort de ta boite et \[Dom]rejoins Goldorak |
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\[Si&]C'est l'heure d'un come-\[Sol]back |
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\[Fam]V'nez sauver notre gala\[Dom]xie |
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De \[Sol]ces imposteurs moi\[Do]sis |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Ciao Mario, c'était sympa |
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Arrête-toi là, nous on veut jouer à Bayonetta |
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Tu peux r'sortir un nouveau jeu |
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Tu n'en resteras pas moins vieux |
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Mais non j'déconne, mon vieil ami |
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Viens il m'reste encore des champis |
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\endverse |
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\beginsong{Dirty glass} |
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[by=Dropkick Murphys,cov=blackout,album=Blackout] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Ré}{5:X02220} |
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\gtab{Sol}{3:022100} |
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\gtab{La}{5:022100} |
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\gtab{Sim}{7:022000} |
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\beginverse* |
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\[Ré]Murphy, Murphy, \[Sol]darling \[Ré]dear |
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I \[Sol]long for you \[Ré]now night and \[La]day |
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Your \[Ré]pain was my pleasure, your \[Sol]sorrow my \[Ré]joy |
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I \[Sol]feel now I've \[Ré]lost you to \[La]health and good \[Ré]cheer |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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\[Sol]Darcy, when I met you I was \[Ré]five years too \[La]young |
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A \[Ré]boy beyond his \[Sol]age, or so I'd \[La]tell some\[Ré]one |
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\[Sim]Anyone who'd listen and a \[Sol]few who couldn't care |
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Still I \[Ré]welcomed you with \[Sol]open arms, my \[La]love I did \[Ré]share |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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\[Ré]Darcy, Darcy \[Sol]darling dear |
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You \[Ré]left me dying, \[La]crying there |
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In \[Ré]whiskey, gin, and \[Sol]pints of beer |
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I \[La]fell for you my \[Ré]darling dear |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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You shut me off and you showed me the door |
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But you always came crawling back begging me for more |
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I showed you kindness, a stool, and a tab |
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Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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\echo{Yeah, you left him bloody, battered, penniless, and poor} |
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You know, I often stopped and wondered how you made it through my door |
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With my brother's new non-duplicate registry ID |
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Well you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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You weren't the first to court me mister you won't be the last |
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Oh, sure I wasn't honey, I know all about your past |
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Listen to the big shot with his pager on call |
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You spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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\echo{Yeah, you got him high, but you left him low} |
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Mind you own business, boy, how was I to know |
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That he was just a fiend and a no-good cheat |
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Well it's all in the past bitch 'cause now I've got it beat |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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\selectlanguage{english} |
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\songcolumns{2} |
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\beginsong{Supertheory of supereverything} |
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[by=Gogol Bordello,cov=super-taranta,album=Super Taranta!] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{Lam}{X02210} |
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\gtab{Mi}{022100} |
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\gtab{Rém}{XX0231} |
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\beginverse |
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\[Lam]First time I had \[Mi]read the Bible |
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\[Mi]It had struck me \[Lam]as unwitting |
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\[Lam]I think it may \[Mi]start a rumor |
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\[Mi]That the Lord ain't \[Lam]got no humor |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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\[Lam]Put \[Mi]me inside SS\[Lam]C |
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\[Lam]Let's \[Mi]test superstring \[Lam]theory |
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\[Lam]Oh yo yo \[Rém]yo, accelerate the \[Lam]protons |
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\[Lam]{Ah stir} it \[Mi]twice and then just add \[Lam]me, \[Mi]{'cause} |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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\[Lam]{I don't} read the \[Mi]Bible \echo{Bible} |
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\[Mi]{I don't} trust \[Lam]disciple \echo{disciple} |
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\[Lam]Even if they're \[Mi]made of marble |
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\[Mi]Or Canal Street \[Lam]bling |
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\rep{2} |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse |
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From the maelstrom of the knowledge |
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Into labyrinth of doubt |
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Frozen underground ocean |
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Melting, nuking on my mind |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse* |
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Give me Everything Theory |
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Without Nazi uniformity |
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My brothers are protons \echo{protons} |
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My sisters are neurons \echo{neurons} |
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Ah stir it twice, it's instant family |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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My brothers are protons \echo{protons} |
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My sisters are neutrons \echo{neutrons} |
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Ah stir it twice |
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\emph{Dlja prekrastnih dam} |
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\endchorus |
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\beginverse* |
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Do you have sex maniacs |
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Or schizophrenics |
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Or astrophysicists in your family |
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Was my grandma anti anti |
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Was my grandpa bounty bounty |
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He he he he |
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They ask in embassy |
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\endverse |
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\beginchorus |
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And my grandma, she was anti |
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And my grandpa, he was bounty |
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Ah stir it twice |
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And then just add me |
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\endchorus |
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\endsong |
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