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Scared To The Bone
02:35
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Oh you my friend, you looked at the door,
But you can’t see, can’t see anymore,
There is the moonlight just like before,
And you still run, run to the war.
Oh you my man, you shot through the sun,
So you can't see, can't see anymore,
Still the moonlight just like before,
And you still run, run to the war
Now it’s time to fight,
but you don’t feel to be part of this suicide.
Cause you ‘re scared, scared to the bone.
Oh you my friend, you left this war,
And you’re knocking, knocking on my door,
So you can drink, drink like before,
And you still drunk, drunk on the floor.
Now it’s time to fight,
but you don’t feel to be part of this suicide.
Cause you ‘re scared, scared to the bone.
Oh you my friend, you dropped all the gun,
So you can see, can see through the door.
Still the moonlight just like before,
And you still run, run to the war
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I wish the world would change someday,
All the people in disgrace finally get a word to say.
They know for sure that it will never come,
All the chiefs keep their places forever love their name.
We gotta still work every day,
Run to the morning train, but there is no runaway,
Work still in vain, but there is no runaway.
We should build a new world and say,
We want some better days.
Did you see those guys falling down?
They have nothing since days, and they’re stuck in this town.
We can see all the rich getting all,
They have nothing to pay, and they can wear their crowns.
There is a solution to help those ones,
We gonna make them fall, and start living as one,
We gonna break the wall, and start living as one.
We could build a new world and say,
It’s time for better days.
They think war is the price to pay,
To get a better world, to be back on the way.
They’re all wrong and there are going to pay,
To put down the world, we’re going to give them away
To laugh about our world, we’re going to throw them away.
For the people in this world, we’re gonna stop their play,
For the one with no word, they’re gone and you can say,
It’s time for better days, now you can say.
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Terry & The Bums Paris, France
Terry & The Bums, c’est la rencontre de quatre Johnny bravant les conventions artistiques et esthétiques pour délivrer une musique épurée mais nécessaire.
Attention, Terry & The Bums n’est pas un groupe de psyché.
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