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Son by Blood
04:04
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They tried to break me, because I did not conform
To every stupid norm they impose on us
I was upset, the only thought that kept me alive
Was the memory of our past times.
Because
You're my son
You're my blood
And every little thing you give me is gold
No bed of roses, but I came through this bloody mess
Thanks to the look of a child
Now and then, thinking of time
I've got a smile on my face, and a tattooed memory
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Outcast
03:47
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The story began in a suburb, looking for a way to get some cash
On the bottom of the borehole, we found a way to survive
Escape away
You came to me as a savior. Easy money in piece of cake
You had a plan unstoppable, to get in this fucking bank
Tonight I feel as if I were the only one because tomorrow I'll be gone
Tonight I know I will always be an outcast, my sanity will never last
That was another story to get out / to get out
Cornered in the strong room, no way out / no way out
Escape away
Going fast / Don't look back. Keep the bullets in the gun
Going fast / Don't look back. Kick the cell into the ditch
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Mutineers
04:04
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We all embarked in Brest, piled onto the navy ship
After miles and miles of navigation, the food and wine ran out
That's why I killed the captain, and I was sent to jail
I waited overnight before my execution
I hear the song of Freedom, that every mutineer sings
When lords and slaves can't live on the same boat
The next morning the other sailors got me out of the hole
They took command of the ship after a night of mutiny
All thanked me having killed captain Hollywood
We then headed for the Caribbean to live free
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Monday Morning
03:39
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After a week of hard work, I need to have a pint
But after the thirst, the second had to come
One thing leading to another, the barman kicked me out
I didn’t see it was the closure time
Living the fast way, feeling like James Dean
I quit every weekend, on the monday morning
Driving fast with my GTO, to feel in the race
I stopped quickly, when the piston went through the hood
One thing leading to another, I lost the control of the car
I found myself with the head upside down
Living the fast way, feeling like James Dean
I quit every weekend, on the monday morning
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Barrel Kick Rennes, France
Groupe Rennais qui tire à boulet rouge son punk-rock à l’américaine (genre Hellcat Records), mâtiné de Oi! anglaise et de Rock’n Roll.
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