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Murs The Dance

shit Bullets still in ya gun Koolaid in ya veins so now you gotta change clothes Cuz you pissed ya pants Saw me durango said you wanna tango Now this is the dance

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[Chorus x2: Slug] Ghost dance deluxe Eyes open Approach for the touch My ocean is rough from the storm And I hope that love will keep me warm So I ask

Colchiques dans les pres Fleurissent, fleurissent Colchiques dans les pres C'est la fin de l'ete La feuille d'automne Emportee par le vent En rondes

're really drunk? When? When you say you're not "I ain't faded, why is everybody trippin'?" Pulled your pee pee out on the dance floor and started pissin

tu detestes la vie, Dance in bars and restaurants, Home with anyone who wants, Strange he's standing there alone, Staring eyes chill me to the bone. Dans

my hand At the on hundred and twenty first floor Ce soir on danse Ce soir on danse On danse a Naziland Tonight we dance Tonight we dance We dance

(Murs) How do you say shut-up in japanesse (Arata) Navade (Murs) Navade, navade motherfuckers [Verse 1] Tracks like this I wish that I could do it all

et le crew dans ce monde ou tout est flou On essaieras de faire notre trou. FF ambiance scandale, danses de vandales, destin de vandales Tous pousses par la dale,dans