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11-03-2025, 07:24 PM
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Alice wakes
It is morning She is yawning As she walks about the room Her hair falls down her breast She is naked and it is June Standing at the window I wonder if she knows that I can see Watching Alice rise year after year Up in her palace, she's captive there Alice's body Is golden brown Her hair hangs down As she stoops to conquer me First she pulls her stocking on And then the church bell chimes Alice climbes into her uniform The zippers on the side Watching Alice dressing in her room It's so depressing, it's cruel Watching Alice dressing in her room It's so depressing, it's true…/…Nick Cave… |
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