Please wake up the hanging man
there's something I need to know
Please wake up the hanging man
There's something missing
in my life

There are things
he should have said
There are things
he should have... said

I see the tree, I see the leaves
It's five or six in the morning
There's something I know for sure
It's gonna be a hard and long...way

There are things...
he should have said
There are thing...
he should have...said...
please wake up...

snow...snow...only snow
I can see nothing else
move...I cannot move

how does it sound
when the ice breaks

I hear faces singing
under the ice
my new dead friends
calling and inviting me

melting, drowning, melting, drowning

They gonna tell me how to sing
I'm gonna learn the melody

Sing..the song

Sing the song...of the breaking ice...

Pink, soft, tender, sweet,
Grace, clean, supple, weak,
Tears, fragile, realist, passive, small,
Poor level, level,
Listening, feeling, sensitive,
Intuition, pearles, milk,
Justice, nurse, mother, below and
Mind clear, stupid stupid

Favour, smooth, wash, left,
Child, and pressing bitch
Caress slow, easly level
Home, house, lisptick lipstick

Dream, sexy, awkward, bungle,
Foolish, sewing, knitting, pretty,
Broom, mindless, kitchen, child,
Empty light, lower lower

Slim, clean, nail, plait,
Ass, mouth, breast, bottom

Je n’ai de rôle que par absence

dans la coulée de la mémoire

Que m’y déplaise en apparence,

d’entre les formes la plus choisie
Sans que m’advienne que je devienne
La couturière de mon silence

J’aurais vécu
D’avoir été
Par temps pareil

Boucles d’oreilles
Et cheveux blonds


Aux rêves un peu plus bleu du ciel
Que je regarde à demeurer
Si près de toi,
Si près de moi
Si près passé

S’en passa quoi
De quoi jouer
A double jeu
Du jeu d’aimer
A noir ou blanc ?
Dans quelle main ?
Ce sera qui ?
Pour finir quoi ?
Je prends la dame à te laisser ne pas gagner
A te laisser seule sans savoir
Qui te regarde, à quoi sers-tu ?
Sans rester seule
Avec ni moi pour te garder ni toi pour perdre

au jeu d’aimer

Dans le miroir
Un peu de sel sous les paupières

Il me sera sans conséquences
Qu’ainsi la fuite dans la mémoire

Qu’à même pas, quel souvenir

de lui s’efface
L’autre écriture
Sans l’autre signe
Que de sa main l’oubli de moi sur mon épaule

Ici l’amour est sans durée
Dans le hasard que j’organise
Ne m’accoutume, qu’il ne soit l’autre
Dans le mélange de mes journées
Si d’aventure j’ouvre la porte
Sur l’autre absence de mon partage

I’m gonna be
A fixed point in the daylight
A fuzzy tree in a big and green area
A misunderstanding in the eyes of the curious
A white street in the brightness
A vehement garden, a squall and silence
A blank page about the meaning

An opened sky to the speechless desires
I’m gonna be
Older
Finally

To smile to whom i want
I’m gonna be
Older
Finally

3000 miles, 2 trains, one bus, 2 boats
And the light in the morning
And the humidity of the meeting
And a vague feeling about
The reason of a so long journey
To smile to whom i want




























I’m gonna be
Older






Finally

Minimum wage for the galaxy babes
Hullo mummy sticky, i'm gonna get myself a plane
Jesse, jamie, suzy riding their tickets for a name
Show me my lazier, you gotta a pay day

Maximum gain on planet pain
Ballet dancer planetary super looser fame
She gets all the numbers on the shock shock game
Jamming on my face, i'm the grandprix fame

Far down the sea there's a king traveling
starfish glows for the king: "this way, my lord"
deep on the sea, oh the king sees the queen
heading close to the queen: "we made it, my dear"

Oh the prince's coming in, calling queen and the king
sun shines through, warm water and blue
Now wait out a second, there's something coming in
king and queen disappear, my prince stays here

It's a tuna or a cod, a submarine how odd
I'll wait out there, see if they care
A ship with a man, seahorse jumping out of sand
steaming fast as a dream, you stay here my prince

Oh i'll swam through the sea, past that big funny machine
i love that game, now catch me if you can

BACK IN THE DAY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks
Music by Oogo

(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
(repeat)
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore, but some days I sit and wish I was a rubix cube

Small minded nigga's always be talking.
He had to go overseas to do his walking.
Fuck y'all I hope you live to do his walking.
for hating on success your bullshit is often.

You think you know me from a style that change
Like climax's that we living this life time is strange.
Edit profile, safe mode will rearrange like the groups that I done been in
Where do I begin?

Katskillz was III
Natural soul build with my brother, then
we add Madwreck to form the Others.
Started great, but late we got off of the page, so i Took the stage instead of turning to rage.
Almost quit this shit, the diabolic flip, heading to the palace of Prime in Southtropolis.
Popodapolis, the father of Asha's gift was the best thing I done in my life so bust this.

Ever been to the store and brought a rubix cube?
I compare myself to that shit dude.
When you try to figure me out, the color's which squares
level's raise like metal gear, open and beware.

It's like you straining your vein
Attaching to brains
To put it down man you can't play these games.
What up cuz-o
I manifesto
Turn in to slick-co
Asshole, rude, crude, figure the rubix cube.

(Chorus)
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore…
Back in the days

THE HOKEY POKEY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks,
Music by Oogo

(Chorus)
You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around
That's what it's all about. (repeat)

Ladies, money, and clothes.
Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's.
Guest appearances to make your album hot right?
I love so and so, but most don't even write.

Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar.
I love Red Letter Blue
Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums
but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.

Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it.
I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.

Time on my side and I spit the planet sound.
See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound.
Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala
with a vest that protects his chest,
saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow,
how i make it when Im building my model
building a sorrow with a hope.

Dope how I insert the music
I choose it, different from the next like sex
out of the birds nest, comes one with the image.
Majors all alone the shit is all finish.

So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store.
Throw rocks at the body shock kid.
Man he drowned trying to do what I did.
For the love of women tall and the smell
I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about

(Chorus)
How you
Put your left foot in
You take it on out
Put your left foot in
and you twist it, and you shake it all about

Now
You put your right foot in
take your right foot out
Put your right foot in
and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.

You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's how we all fall down to the sound
To the sound nigga
To the sound
To the sound
So gather round

Who
Who got it that
You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around
(repeat)

You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about
I said that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about

Shake it
Shake it Shake it all around
(repeat)

Univers du cha-cha-cha (P Canzani)

Sal de la playa mi amor

que yo te quiero llevar a gozar

el nuevo ritmo que hace furor

ponte tus zapatitos de charol

que toda la noche vamos a gozar

del cha-cha-cha

Te tienes que decidir

porque la orquesta ya va a comenzar

al son de maracas trompeta y bongo

musica y dulces palabras de amor, mira

y el universo va girando al compas

del cha-cha-cha

Cha-cha-cha

chara-chara-cha

cha-cha-cha

chara-chara-cha

Y bailalo bonito todo meneadito

con ese cuerpito aaay!

Quitte la plage mon amour

Moi je voudrais t’amener à jouir

Du nouveau rythme qui fait fureur

Mets tes petits souliers

Et toute la nuit nous allons danser

Le cha-cha-cha

Il faut te décider

Parce que l’orchestre va commencer

Au son des maracas, trompette et bongos

Musique et douces paroles d’amour oui !
Et l’univers tourne en rond au compas

Du cha-cha-cha

Cha-cha-cha

chara-chara-cha

cha-cha-cha

chara-chara-cha

Et danse-le tout beau

Tout plein de grâce

Avec ton joli corps ay aaay !