1. |
money well spnt
02:16
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We hardly made a dent
But it was money well spent
Money well spent
Now my mind is bent
From all the letters I sent
The letters I sent
Money well spent
Staff only, no vikings
You do the aftermath
You do the math
We could not pay the rent
That was the money we spent
Money well spent
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2. |
The Bell That Says
03:52
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The bell that says, it's time for lunch
It used to say, it's time to pray
But I never did anyway
The bell that says, it's time to go
It used to say, it's time to play
But all my friends have gone away
I am just a little boy
Waiting for a bell to set me free
Waiting for a bell to save me
The bell that says, it's time for bed
It used to say, it's time to dance
But I never danced anyway
I am just a little boy
Waiting for a bell to set me free
Waiting for a bell to save me
I am just your breakfast friend
Waiting for the sun to rise and shine
Anxious for a nice day to begin
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3. |
Es ist Charlotte
02:06
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Es gibt Klopfen an der Tür
Es ist Charlotte
Sie hat Brot und Wein mit ihr
Wir essen und trinken und lachen
Eigentlich lache ich nicht
Sie lache
Sie lache nicht mit mir
Sondern über mich
Ich sage, lachen nicht
es ist nicht lustig
Sie sagt, es ist lustig zu mir
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4. |
The people you work with
02:07
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The people you work with
The people you work for
The people you live with
The people you live for
Can never be one & the same
You cannot stay at home
Can never be one & the same
You cannot stay at home
The people you run from
The people you run to
The people you laugh with
The people you laugh at
Should never be one & the same
So you can feel at home
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5. |
Your Manager Now
01:56
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Let me talk to your manager now
I wanna know who's in charge of this place
I wanna know who's responsible for
Everything that went wrong in my life
Let me talk to your manager now
I wanna know who's in charge of this mess
Maybe you're not the one...
But you are sitting here
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6. |
The Northern Wind
03:51
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This season is trying to blow my head up, my head up
The sky is blue alright but the wind is as cold as hell.
The northern is trying to blow me away, me away
Sometimes it's hard to even keep my eyes open, my eyes open
Nothing's wrong but I feel sick
It was one of these days when my city just smells like shit
Some said it was the beggars, some said it was some factory
The northern wind is driving the smell up my nose to my brain
Sometimes it's hard to even keep my mind open, my mind open
Please don't let me suffer through two more months of winter
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7. |
The Rightful Owner
01:56
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Even though I never had a car I was the rightful owner of a parking space
Although I never knew how to drive it drove me crazy when people took up my space
The stupid things I shout about, I do them too
When you don't know my whereabouts I do them too
Even though it was a cloudy day I insisted on wearing my new sunglasses
And the neighbours on the parking lot looked at me and thought this man has lost the plot
The cities are full of people who are afraid of the dark but still ignore the lights
And the music blaring out of cars is always so bad it makes me wanna shout
The stupid things I shout about I do them too
When you don't know my whereabouts I do them too
But I try not to
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8. |
Daddy Play
03:11
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I never let my daddy play
When I'm next to him I gotta strum
I never let my daddy play
When I'm off to bed he has to stop
I never let my daddy play
I need a push, I need a hug
I never let my daddy play
He doesn’t seem to mind one bit
The public has had enough of the songwriting daddies
Nobody but the mommies wants to hear how cute we are
The public has had enough of the songwriters’ babies
Don’t write a song about me you will only get laughed at
The happiest man on earth always writing the saddest songs
Writing them in english even though he was born in France
The hairiest man in town sings in a motherly voice
And he sings in english but it’s not his mother-tongue
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9. |
Jump Train Mister
04:19
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If memory serves me right
There was a man on a train
Sitting next to me
Imposing and bright
And he said to me, if you wanna succeed
This is what you've gotta do
Listen to me
Listen to me
Find yourself a niche
And specialize
Crawl into the dog house
Show expertize
Show expertize
In a movie that I saw
There was a man on train
Sitting next to me
Shot in black & white
And he said to me, if you wanna be free
This is what we're gonna do
You kill my boss
And I kill yours
Jump
Train
Mister
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10. |
Let bygones be bygones
03:16
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Laissons les morts enterrer les morts
Let bygones be bygones
Come on, kids! On liquide, on s'en va
Allez, les kids! On liquide, on s'en va
Laissons les morts enterrer les morts
Let bygones be bygones
Come on, kids! On liquide, on s'en va
Allez les gones! On liquide, on s'en va
Les pros, les pros et les cons
The pros, the pros and the cons
Les pros, les pros et les cons
The pros, the pros and the cons
Des pissenlits fumés par la racine
And my mind is racing
Dandelion where are you now
Dandelion where are you now
Les pros, les pros et les cons
The pros, the pros and the cons
Les pros, les pros et les cons
The pros, the pros and the cons
The mayor of the town
Le meilleur de tous les temps
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Sylvain the Librarian France
Sylvain Chuzeville aka Sylvain the Librarian is a songwriter and a librarian by trade. He lives and works and records songs in Marseille, France, by the Mediterranean sea. He used to be the frontman in ex-magnolia, an indie rock band based in Lyons, France, but that band split in 2008. ... more
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