CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : The Lullabye (From ”Neil’s Puppet Dreams”)
Oh, sweet baby Neil
Don't you fret, don't you cry
You're falling, you're sinking
When you'd rather fly
We angels are with you
Feel our love divine
Divine!
The worst that could happen?
You shatter your spine
Huh?
Feel the wind in your hair
Sunshine on your face
Now just close your eyes
Trust in our holy grace
You're drifting, you're floating
You're gliding on air
Till you hit the ground and you're
Crushed then and there
Say what now?
Your limbs will snap off
And your organs will burst
You'll look like an art piece
By Damien Hirst
Who?
Your noggin will crack
Turn your brain into cream
So say your good-byes
By the end of this dream
You won't have a mouth
By thе end of this dream
Oh, your insides'll bе outsides
By the end of this dream!
Ahh!
End of this...
Dream
Don't you fret, don't you cry
You're falling, you're sinking
When you'd rather fly
We angels are with you
Feel our love divine
Divine!
The worst that could happen?
You shatter your spine
Huh?
Feel the wind in your hair
Sunshine on your face
Now just close your eyes
Trust in our holy grace
You're drifting, you're floating
You're gliding on air
Till you hit the ground and you're
Crushed then and there
Say what now?
Your limbs will snap off
And your organs will burst
You'll look like an art piece
By Damien Hirst
Who?
Your noggin will crack
Turn your brain into cream
So say your good-byes
By the end of this dream
You won't have a mouth
By thе end of this dream
Oh, your insides'll bе outsides
By the end of this dream!
Ahh!
End of this...
Dream