Late! - Pocketwatch

Late! - Pocketwatch
AAAAhhh il m'en aura fallu de temps mais j'ai trouvé !!
il se trouve que pendant que Dave était dans Nirvana, il a enregistré tout seul un p'ti album Late! Poketwatch...(avec les titres ci-dessous)
à l'époque, il avait attiré les foudres de Kurt...
mouais... bah heureusemen Dave ne fait pas la même erreur et laisse Taylor avoir son propre groupe ^^
en tt k toutes les songs sont géniales !!
j'ai déjà mis un peu plus haut les paroles de :
Milk
et
Color pictures of a Marigold
je mets les autres tout de suite ^^

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Color Pictures of a Marigold
Friend Of A Friend
Hell's Garden
Just Another Story About Skeeter Thompson
Milk
Petrol CB
Throwing Needles
Winnebago
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# Posté le vendredi 17 février 2006 14:50

Hell's Garden

Hell's Garden
blew it all away
blew it all away
living green and gray
blew it all away

read to past the time
sappy open line, turns to yours and mine
read to past the time..

you and I in hells garden
hells garden the way it used to work
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, pay to watch em' burn
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, wait another turn
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, will be true the world

blew it all away
blew it all away
living green and gray
blew it all away

you and I in hells garden
hells garden the way it used to work
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, pay to watch em' burn
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, will be true the world
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, wait another turn
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, wait it all the world
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, will be true the world
I'm in hells gard, hells gard, wait it all the world
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# Posté le vendredi 17 février 2006 14:56

Just Another Story About Skeeter Thompson

Just Another Story About Skeeter Thompson
Spoken: So... we were in Amsterdam
and we were staying at this guy
Toss's house
good friend of ours
Uhh...
its kinda in the middle of the city
we were just finished with our
second European tour
and everything was going pretty good
Skeeter, he met this girl that lived
next door to Toss's
and within a couple of weeks he started
living with her, you know?
and I guess she had a lot of money or something
cause she was constantly buying him clothes
and getting him lots of stuff and loading him
with money, you know?
He was constantly going to the coffee shop
always getting the best herb and the best
hash, you know?
he was in good shape
she was really good looking, she was
really cool
I, I don't think he'd ever met her before
but she had, you know, other boyfriends I suppose
so I'm sitting on the couch, you know, in
Toss's apartment
and I'm reading, you know, maximum rock and
roll or flip side
one of those punk things
and I heard Skeeter come in
and he came in and he had all these really
nice clothes on
she bought him all this stuff
she like bought him cologne
he was really really smelling good, you know
he looked good too
you know he came in and put his herb
on the table and, whatever
I'm just reading my little punk magazine
not really paying attention
and then he says, uh, he says hey Dave
and I look up
and he's standing there with his dick
in his hand
and he's kinda got it like lifted up so
he's looking at the head of his dick
he kinda pointed it at me
I didn't know what to think
he said does that look like pus to you
I said no I think its lint
...Sorry.
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# Posté le vendredi 17 février 2006 15:00

Petrol CB

Petrol CB
power is as sacred to that they never even teach
only if it's black or white see the challenges
open eyes are broken if you'd just consider me
cut you loose, i feel like i gotta gotta go!..

find a(n) answer help yourself
find a(n) answer help yourself

whatever kind of phony body chewed it through the night
soda is left to block away the case of broken heart
spit out fast for fun for it's the only way to win
take my breathe come back inside, oh i gotta gotta go!

i got the answer help yourself
find any answer help yourself
help yourself, help yourself, help yourself..
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# Posté le vendredi 17 février 2006 15:02

Throwing Needles

Throwing Needles
what's there at the door that changed my life
without a simple reason why
feel another afternoon
split my poor broken heart in two
it's not a friend that you and I
throwing needles at the sky
march with friends that's you today
put them on and walked away

I walked away
I walked away
I walked away

you laughed the while you kissed my head
talk about the time we spent
picking arms up from the sand
sure to never never land
in the middle of my story
fuel the bed to keep you warm
lie around and beat my head
feed the cactus, I'm instead

get lost instead
get lost instead
get lost instead

the end....
the end....
the end!
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# Posté le vendredi 17 février 2006 15:04