"Tum Rakak" extrait de l'album "Stachelight" : open.spotify.com/album/4wMe7p...
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Réalisation & idée originale : Deluxe
Production audiovisuelle : Transfuges
Producteur Exécutif : Romuald Sintes
Assistant de production : Emmanuel Besson
Chef Opérateur : Aurélien Le Calvez
Assistante Caméra : Anne Ayliès
Régie : Mathilde Rigaut
Post-Production : Jimmy Baixas
Moyens techniques : Plan B
from album " Stachelight "
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TABLATURES :
couplet refrain :
Bbm I Fm I Ebm I Db F7
pont :
Bbm I Ebm I Db I Db F7
LYRICS :
Somebody smart
Once spoke and said
Dont put into your mouth
What you picked up from the floor
And yet i keep stumbling
In the weirdest scenes
Warnings sure did ignore
Sniffing the carpet for
Treasures lost and engulfed real deep
Leftover party crumbs
Cat hair, blueberry gum
Someday the worms will find this bottom
Itch it right to the core
Give me my due and more
Do dial on when you feel we’ve gone beneath
I’ll remind you where I’ve been hiding the keys
I ain’t never taking no dumb blind chance again
Until another curiosity tumbles in
I ain’t never taking no,
Taking no dumb blind chance again
Till another curiosity
Knocks me in the chin
No blind chance again, again
Nobody right
Wants a spanking
In public for all to know
How close they’re to the bone
Bluest of skies
They just seem to fall
Whenever badussy pores
Bloom into metaphors
The future coasts
More than whats left
Of assets long gained at birth
Like Theuderic the first
Gathering steam it seems
I’d rather mess it all up before
Crumbling under the bore
Dial on when you feel we’ve gone beneath
I’ll remind you where I’ve been hiding the keys
Chorus
The truck it reeks
My butt is weak
The sun the heat
Is turning us
Into rotting meat
Oh soaked wet seats
My soul it leeks
Please do something
et allez l'OM hein !