WAR, HOLA!
SALUT A TOI LE CHETIF!
TOI, L'ETOILE D'UN SHERIF
POURFENDEUR
DE TON COEUR!
TOI, CE FILS D'AMERIQUE
TIMBRé PSYCHADELIQUE!
JE FAIS POUR TOI CET HOMMAGE*
AU PARADOXE DE TES IMAGES,
QUI POSTHUMES NOUS FERAIENT ICONES,
DE CELLES ENFANT QUI TE FIRENT CONNE,
ET TOUT AUSSI FOLLE QU'UNE MERE!
VOIS-TU CE QUI ME REND AMER?...
C'EST DE T'AVOIR CRU EN WHAROL
ET DANDY, LE MESSIE DE NOS ROLES!
*L'auteur de ce blog rend hommage au talent de l'interprete américain parodiant Andy Wharol sous un texte (dénonciateur) de David Bowie "This Is Not America"
et dont vous trouverez les paroles ci-dessous:
A little piece of you
The little peace in me
Will die
For this is not america
Blossom falls to bloom
This season
Promise not to stare
Too long
For this is not a miracle
There was a time
A storm that blew so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have
The faintest idea
Snowman melting
From the inside
Falcon spirals
To the ground
So bloody red
Tomorrows clouds
A little piece of you
The little piece in me
Will die
For this is not america
There was a time
A wind that blew so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
This could be the biggest sky
This could be a miracle
This could be etc
The little peace in me
Will die
For this is not america
Blossom falls to bloom
This season
Promise not to stare
Too long
For this is not a miracle
There was a time
A storm that blew so pure
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have
The faintest idea
Snowman melting
From the inside
Falcon spirals
To the ground
So bloody red
Tomorrows clouds
A little piece of you
The little piece in me
Will die
For this is not america
There was a time
A wind that blew so young
For this could be the biggest sky
And I could have the faintest idea
This could be the biggest sky
This could be a miracle
This could be etc
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