P**L

Description : Je ne suis point Lucifer, oui mais bien pire voyez-vous
Dès qu'un verre vous me proposez
Bang bang révolver et le lond des pavés
Le temps d'un éther, votre tête a roulé
Bang bang révolver sur un Londres embrumé
Le temps d'un éclair...

The Ideal girl in London from France
Came over then left me
She left me entranced
Now I have to get by once again on my own
Nothing but memories

So I remember your eyes that unique shade of brown
While these blue eyes of mine they stay closed
I kissed you good bye
On the M109 I choked as I watched the bus go

Choking and smoking to your angelic soul
Choking and smoking myself into a hole
Where the only way out is to sleep and to dream
And to cry out your name.

its one and the same its one and the same
so whats the use between death and glory?
i cant tell between death and glory?
Happy endings no they never bored me
Happy endings, they still dont bore me
but They, they have a way
a way a way to make you pay
And to make you toe the line
no i Sever my ties
because I'm so clever
But clever ain't wise
and Fuck forever
If you don't mind
oh fuck forever