Dziz good for ya, dziz good for ya.
BUT THERE'S A SHOP ON THE CORNER THAT SELLIN PAPIER MACHE.
WHEN IT'S GOOD IT'S REALLY GOOD, WHEN IT'S BAD, I GO TO PIECES.
WITH YOU BY MY SIDE, IT SHOULD BE FINE, WE'LL BUY SOME DRUGS AND WATCH A BAND, AND THEN JUMP IN THE RIVER HOLDING HANDS.
Rien de plus, rien de moins.
I lost my drug.
Faites vos jeux, rien ne va plus.
Aujourd'hui, il serait presque mignon. Non, non, ne poussons pas jusque là, il est baisable.
The bitch goddess success.
Candidate, une bouée dans l'océan de gens. Sweet thing. Lady Stardust. Union Song.
Satisfaction, satisfaction, keep me satisfied. It ain't easy.
It's in the widow's tears.
The moon rose high, over the garden, the garden of Gethsemane.
I know who I'm for, and who I'm against.
"La grand tabou. Si Le Pen avait dit qu'il aimait Mozart, Mozart serait interdit d'antenne."
What the bloody hell am I talking about?
R.G. LOVE. Forever and ever.
They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air
And tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care
Youll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's never there
Beware the savage jaw
Take my hand, down we go, take my hand, love, down we go.
Oh my, tell me 'bout it..
C'est le prophète de Totoche, qui connait même pas la théorie générale, alors que c'est LA BASE. Bordel de cul.
Time, time, time, see what's become of me..
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
Irving wrote a book, it's all about me. You ain't doin nuthin bro, you ain't doin nuthin. Fuck me badly once, shame on you, fuck me badly twice, shame on me.
Do you want to be my coke friend? Nope. What about my fuck friend? Pig.
They suck us till we're dry.
Il y a le rêve, il y a l'espérance, il y a le vouloir qui amène le pouvoir.
You started having sex when I stopped having it.
Burn, baby, burn. NIGGER LOVER. NIGGER LOVER.
"Ziggy, particularly, was created out of a certain arrogance. But, remember, at that time I was young and I was full of life, and that seemed like a very positive artistic statement. I thought that was a beautiful piece of art, I really did. I thought that was a grand kitsch painting. The whole guy. Then that fucker would not leave me alone for years. That was when it all started to sour. And it soured so quickly you wouldn't believe it. And it took me an awful time to level out. My whole personality was affected. Again I brought that upon myself. I can't say I'm sorry when I look back, because it provoked such an extraordinary set of circumstances in my life. I thought I might as well take Ziggy to interviews as well. Why leave him on stage? Looking back it was completely absurd. It became very dangerous. I really did have doubts about my sanity. I can't deny that the experience affected me in a very exaggerated and marked manner. I think I put myself very dangerously near the line. Not in physical sense but definitively in mental sense. I played mental games with myself to such an extent that I'm very relieved and happy to be back in Europe and feeling very well. But, then, you see I was always the lucky one." (David Bowie)
And she's buyin a stairway to heaven..
DIXI ET SALVAVI ANIMAM MEAM.