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The End


This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need
Of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain

There's danger on the edge of town. Ride the king's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the goldmine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake
Ride the snake, to the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake he's long, seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver where you taking us?

Ode to a grasshopper...
I think I'll open a little shop.
A little place where they sell things.
And I think I'll call it grasshopper.
And I'll put a big green grasshopper out there.
Wanna see my grasshopper momma?
Lookin' real good.
Oh! I blew it, its a moth.
Well, thats all right, he ain't got long to go,
So we'll forgive him.

The killer awoke before dawn
He puts his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery and he
Walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived. And then he
Paid a visit to his brother and then he, he
Walked on down the hall

"Father?"
"Yes, son"
"I want to kill you"
"Mother, I want to. . . "

Come on baby, take a chance with us
Come on baby, take a chance with us
Come on baby, take a chance with us
And, meet me at the back of the blue bus. . .

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free, but you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end

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"Les pires ennemis des femmes ce sont ceux qui les adorent, ceux qui les mettent sur un piedestal. Car sur un piedestal c'est difficile de bouger." (Benoite GROULT, interview)
Alors comment puis-je faire puisque j'adule la femme ?

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