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PANiC! AT THE DiSCO
CAMiSADO / PANiC AT THE DiSCO *

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1 CAMiSADO / PANiC AT THE DiSCO *
606 lectures
2 Build God, Then Well Talk
58 lectures
3 THAT GREEN GENTLEMAN
53 lectures

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________________________________________________PiiOUF ...
_________________________ON SE DEMANDE POURQUOi J'AiME CETTE WiDÉO ! =D
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# Posté le lundi 18 août 2008 10:31

JUST JACK

x Star In Their Eyes
x Glory Days
~Overtones

Ils te mettront devant les projecteurs
En espérant que tu te débrouilleras
Ou peut-être pas

Pourquoi voulez-vous donc leurs mettre des étoiles plein les yeux ?
Pourquoi voulez-vous leur mettre des étoiles plein les yeux ?
Alors pourquoi voulez-vous leur mettre des étoiles plein les yeux ?
Pourquoi voulez-vous donc leur mettre des étoiles plein les yeux ?
Des étoiles plein les yeux...
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# Posté le jeudi 14 août 2008 12:01

Modifié le jeudi 14 août 2008 12:40

MP3 : THAT GREEN GENTLEMAN (2008)

THAT GREEN GENTLEMAN (2008)

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  • Titre : THAT GREEN GENTLEMAN
  • Année : 2008

Paroles :

Les choses s'annoncent assez étranges.
Petites morts dans des lits musicals.
Alors on dirait que je suis quelqu'un que je n'ai jamais rencontré.

Tu entendra seulement ces crimes élégants,
Tombant dans tes oreilles à partir de centimes criminels.
Ils répandent des choses sans fondement à partir d'une jolie bouche.

Tout le monde arrive là et tout le monde prend son chemin.
J'ai jamais dis qu'elle me manquait quand tout le monde l'embrassait,
Maintenant je suis le responsable.

Les choses ont changés pour moi, et c'est okay.
J'me sens pareil, je suis en chemin, et je dis.

Je veux aller là où tout le monde va,
Je veux connaître ce que tout le monde connaît
Je veux aller là où tout le monde se sent pareil

J'ai jamais dis que je quitterai la grande ville,
J'ai jamais dis que je quitterai cette ville.
Une chute qu'on ne fera pas sur la pointe des pieds.
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# Posté le samedi 09 août 2008 12:23

Modifié le lundi 25 août 2008 07:53

MP3 : A Fever You Can't Sweat Out / Build God, Then Well Talk (2005)

A Fever You Can't Sweat Out / Build God, Then Well Talk (2005)

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  • Titre : Build God, Then Well Talk
  • Album : A Fever You Can't Sweat Out
  • Année : 2005

Paroles :

It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street.
Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing
Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering.
The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde,
And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.

Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.

Yeah (Yeah)

And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.

Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses.
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things.

Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses
And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things
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# Posté le dimanche 03 août 2008 09:35

Modifié le lundi 25 août 2008 07:54

MP3 : CAMiSADO / PANiC AT THE DiSCO * (2005)

CAMiSADO / PANiC AT THE DiSCO * (2005)

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  • Titre : CAMiSADO / PANiC AT THE DiSCO *
  • Année : 2005

Paroles :



_______________The I.V. and your hospital bed
_______________This was no accident
_______________This was a therapeutic chain of events

_______________ This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
_______________This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
_______________It's not so pleasant
_______________And it's not so conventional
_______________It sure as hell ain't normal
_______________But we deal, we deal

_______________The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
_______________The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
_______________It's not so pleasant.
_______________And it's not so conventional
_______________It sure as hell ain't normal
_______________But we deal, we deal

_______________Just sit back, just sit back
_______________Just sit back and relax
_______________Just sit back, just sit back
_______________Just sit back and relapse again

_______________Can't take the kid from the fight
_______________take the fight from the kid
_______________Sit back, relax
_______________Sit back, relapse again
_______________Can't take the kid from the fight
_______________take the fight from the kid
_______________Just sit back, just sit back

_______________ You're a regular decorated emergency
_______________You're a regular decorated emergency

_______________This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
_______________This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
_______________It's not so pleasant.
_______________And it's not so conventional
_______________It sure as hell ain't normal
_______________But we deal, we deal
JUSTE PARCE QUE PAS MAL DE GENS L"AiME CETTE MUSiK' =]

DONT MOi ! x)

_______________The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
_______________The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
_______________It's not so pleasant.
_______________And it's not so conventional
_______________It sure as hell ain't normal
_______________But we deal, we deal

_______________Can't take the kid from the fight
_______________take the fight from the kid
_______________Sit back, relax
_______________Sit back, relapse again
_______________Can't take the kid from the fight
_______________take the fight from the kid
_______________Just sit back, just sit back
_______________Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
_______________Sit back, sit back, bababada
_______________You can take the kid out of the fight

_______________You're a regular decorated emergency
_______________The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
_______________ You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame
_______________ The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again

_______________You're a regular decorated emergency
_______________The bruises and contusions will remind me what you did when you wake
_______________You've earned a place atop the ICU's hall of fame
_______________The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again

_______________Can't take the kid from the fight
_______________take the fight from the kid
_______________Sit back, relax
_______________Sit back, relapse again
_______________Can't take the kid from the fight
_______________take the fight from the kid
_______________Just sit back, just sit back
_______________Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse
_______________Sit back, sit back, bababada
_______________You can take the kid out of the fight

_______________The I.V. and your hospital bed
_______________This was no accident
_______________This was a therapeutic chain of events
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# Posté le vendredi 27 juin 2008 12:39

Modifié le dimanche 03 août 2008 09:37