03 janvier 2007

Mean Child

I know there's not much he cares about
I know he was bound to interfere
Full of decent designs, let me doubt
And still I have to endure that sneer

My mean child
Has tricked me in his killing embrace
So please have mercy and wipe my face
Though I'm not innocent

Gifted in turning love into hell
She leads me to fulfil her hunger
She damn knows how to empty my shell
To leave me bare with no desire

My mean child
Takes me apart against her sweet breast
So please have mercy and let me rest
Though I'm not innocent

I know you've got a fickle nature
You quietly laugh while slashing me
Got to plead only to get lower
Your staring at me so endlessly

My mean child
Nestling within my chest you're stretching
Please hold out your hand to which I'd cling
Though I'm not innocent

6 commentaires:

Anonyme a dit…

C'est cool, moi je connais la suite, qui s'appelle "Mean Man" :

A tatooed madman, I am hell on wheels
Born a wicked child left alone in the fields
My father was the wind, my mother was fire
Raised by the wolves and I grew up wild
A kamakazi man, a hollering 'Banzai'
Never crash and burn, never gonna die
Cannibal it's me, you squeal and shout
I chew you up and spit you out

Storms a c-c-coming and it's gonna be me
Here comes
Trouble with a capital "T"

'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
I gotta scream, that's what
I am
All the way, all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
Riding the wind and know
I'll be damned
All they way, all the way, all the way


Chewbacca in the rye, the water of fire
A terror in the flesh, a killer for hire
California man I'm white line, "Homer"
The unruly one they call the "Blond Bomber"
Scooter gypsy, I'm a renegade
An orphan of the road, a live hand greande
Never gonna quit before my time
When the moon gets high then I'll be blind
Mad dog 20-20's king
I drink that stuff and start getting obscene

'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
I gotta scream, that's what
I am
All the way, all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
Riding the wind and know
I'll be damned

I'm a motorcycle man
Don't never give a damn
I lie when the truth serves better
The Marquis de Sade, I cheat and steal and rob
A heavy metal creature
All the way, all the way, all the way

'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,

I gotta scream, that's what I am
All the way,
all the way
'Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man,
Riding the wind and know I'll be damned
All they way, all the way, all the way

Ça colle bien, non ?

Peewee Peeper a dit…

J'aurais jamais pensé à caser Chewbacca in the rye dans une chanson, c'est magnifique.

The Dekk a dit…

...Chaque fois que je lis tes textes je suis à la rue, et j' aime pas qu' on me force à ouvrir le Harraps...EN plus moi " My mean child
Nestling within my chest you're stretching " ça me fait penser à Alien, mais c' ets peut être juste parce que je suis psychopate de ce film...

Peewee Peeper a dit…

Ben non, t'as pas besoin de Harraps, t'as tout compris : il s'agit effectivement d'un alien (ça aussi, ça fait bobo au beudon...)

Anonyme a dit…

ah ?... Je trouvais ça mignon moi le "Nestling within my chest" !
Tout de suite ça devient plus gore ! (est-ce que ça me plait plus ?... hum...)

Peewee Peeper a dit…

ah euh oui, j'avais pas vraiment pensé au côté mignon de la chose, mais bon, pourquoi pas...