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* jesus rocks the metric
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[[http://www.ailesse.info/%7Etykayn/bazar/kotlife/2011/09septembre/festiblog_2011_dessins/g/jesus_rock_me_now_metric_en_couleur.JPG][http://www.ailesse.info/%7Etykayn/bazar/kotlife/2011/09septembre/festiblog_2011_dessins/jesus_rock_me_now_metric_en_couleur.JPG]]


wohoo y'a une version à colorier pour les enfants qui font du
catéchisme, une image funky de jésus pour les éveiller à l'atrocité des
actes humains qui deviennent tolérables sous couvert de croyance. C'est
si
beau![[http://www.ailesse.info/%7Etykayn/bazar/kotlife/2011/09septembre/festiblog_2011_dessins/g/jesus_rock_me_now_metric.jpg][http://www.ailesse.info/%7Etykayn/bazar/kotlife/2011/09septembre/festiblog_2011_dessins/jesus_rock_me_now_metric.jpg]]


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les paroles



Lyrics



The town where she was born, like the town where I was born

Was built by white settlers seeking gold and other treasures

Like me she feels uncomfortable in the clothing of her ancestors

It's not easy, she would say, ripping her fingers into the ashtray

It's not easy to erase your blood



Rock me now

(Sing with me)

In the arms of cobwebs

Roll me out

In the arms of cobwebs



Once she found a man to treasure and together

They planted flowers of warning, fearing frost

Late on shallow evenings while their enemies slept

They hammered the soil asking for answers in green

His value declined when he offered his name

Why did he offer?



His value declined (Ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah
ah-ah-ah)

When he offered his name

His value declined (Ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah
ah-ah-ah)

When he offered his name



His value declined (Ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah
ah-ah-ah)

When he offered his name

His value declined (Ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah
ah-ah-ah)

When he offered his name



When she was seven years old she saw a man get shot, but

No one came for a long time because

It happened in a remote parking lot in Las Vegas

And she was waiting for her mom to come back

From working the black-jack table at the Circus-Circus casino, and

That night her mom said that the two of them and the now-dead guy

Were the only three people who ever really lived in Las Vegas

Everybody else just arrived, ate their complementary shrimp cocktail

And left



Rock me now

In the arms of cobwebs

(It's a one room city, yeah)

(It's a one room city, yeah)

(So can you roll me) Roll me out

In the arms of cobwebs

(It's a one room city, yeah)

(It's a one room city, yeah)

His value declined (Ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah ah-ah-ah, ah
ah-ah-ah)

When he offered his name

You rent a one room city here

It's a one room city here

The wall to wall to wall to wall

Go street to street to street