Younger brother

Vas pas là ce soir N'y vas pas, mon cœur La bête que tu as cru morte Est revenue Ses yeux affixent ton âme Ton corps dit: lâche-moi, femme ! Trop tard, mon pote, pour toi Elle amène la fin

It is like a finger that points to the moon. Don't look at the finger, or you'll miss all the heavenly glory.

Be there when I need a shoulder When I need a heart When I need to feel the beat Beat of my heart Let the road give me .. to know it's the way Said I know it's the way Don't worry .. Don't worry too...

"You may have noticed, that I'm not all there myself" "But- but- but- but, but- but- but...Butter!" "It was very, very, very rude indeed." "Jam? Jam, I forgot all...

I don't advice a haircut, man. All hairdressers are the in the employment of the government. Hairs are your aerials. They pick up signals from the cosmos and transmit them directly into the brain....

By now your name and particulars have been fed into every laptop, desktop, mainframe and supermarket scanner that collectively make up the global information conspiracy, otherwise known as The Beast....

It's, you know it's like that, man, I, I, I, I've been in jail, you know, in a lot of coutries, you know because they don't like the way I hang out, they don't like my lifestyle, you know, I smoke a...