Au comptoir enfumé d'un petit bar mal famé Andora les jambes écartées faisait du gringue avec les pieds Elle ne voulait rien entendre Elle me regardait d'un air tendre Cette Aphrodite déguisée en petite putain de quartier Je l'ai salie, salie, et je l'ai aimée Salie, mais ce soir je suis fatigué Salie, salie, et je l'ai aimée Salie, mais ce soir je suis fatigué Elle avait l'air si enjouée Mais je n'avais pas envie de jouer au manège enchanté Des folles nuits désenchantées Andora était si douée qu'il fallait pour m'amadouer Qu'une petite place à mes côtés dans un même jardin secret Seulement salie, salie, désolé bébé Salie, mais ce soir je suis fatigué Salie, salie, désolé bébé Salie, mais ce soir je suis fatigué Le soir même Andora s'endormait sur les mille plumes de mon duvet Andora ne sait pas parler Andora ne sait pas pleurer Mais que fais tu, Andora, que sais-tu faire, Andora Pour qui vis-tu Andora D'où viens-tu Andora Andora l'intimité n'avait rien à envier au monde entier C'est un joli grain de beauté Ma petite Vénus parfumée Seulement salie, salie, désolé bébé Salie, mais ce soir je suis fatigué Salie, salie, désolé bébé Salie, mais ce soir je suis fatigué Mais ce soir je suis fatigué, je suis fatigué, je suis fatigué...

She drinks my blood and I drink water As it gets late my blood gets hotter Cut me up into pieces Use me up bit by bit I'd give myself to you that way If that's what you, if that's what you like I want to do what you like As long as it feels right, oh Nothing could be wrong, nothing could be You know I bleed for you That's all I, that's all I want to do To see what's wrong, I see the doctor Please draw my blood, it's my desire Why don't we make it easy Do it ourselves at home You know how to make me feel better If that's what you, If that's what you like I want to do what you like As long as it feels right 'Cause there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong No matter how I try Can't get you, can't you off my mind And when I sleep at night Can't sleep with... without you by my side

Run - heart in my mouth Run so hard that it beats And repeats in my head like a gun East - west, north and south No direction to go But I know that the ending's begun I know I made a mistake coming here again But I had to remind myself of where and When We threw off our chains Hid ourselves in ourselves from the world And its organised hell Now - nothing remains Barely a trace of the place where I knew Him well Down Down he said get on the floor And stay well away from the door Or someone will see us for sure And I Loved him like no-one before Princess madonna and whore Kept comig back for more Run - goodness know where I'm a poor refugee And I might as well be on the moon Still why should I care? I had it all in one grand afternoon Down Down he said get on the floor And stay well away from the door Or someone will see us for sure And I Loved him like no-one before Princess madonna and whore Kept comig back for more I Feeling the death and decay Didn't expect him to stay Stay with me Julia stay But I Only remember that day As ruler of all I survey And nothing can take that away

Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice In the church where a wedding has been Lives in a dream Waits at the window, wearing the face That she keeps in a jar by the door Who is it for? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Father McKenzie, writing the words Of a sermon that no one will hear No one comes near Look at him working, darning his socks In the night when there's nobody there What does he care? All the lonely people Where do they all come from? All the lonely people Where do they all belong? Ah, look at all the lonely people Ah, look at all the lonely people Eleanor Rigby, died in the church And was buried along with her name Nobody came Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt From his hands as he walks from the grave No one was saved All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people) Where do they all come from? All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people) Where do they all belong?