comedienne J'vous assure J'comprends rien a vos paroles N'essayez pas de dire que je suis folle Rappelez-vous que j'm'appelle amnesie Amnesie est mon
Personne ne sent Lorsque je mens, non Personne n'entend Mon sentiment Ma robe est decoletee Mon col est enleve Les couleurs sont trepassees J'ai tout
Übersetzung: Rita Mitsouko. Amnesie.
Ni comedienne J'vous assure J'comprends rien a vos paroles N'essayez pas de dire que je suis folle Rappelez-vous que j'm'appelle amnesie Amnesie est
me He don't even know it I forgot my address Damsel in distress I forgot my boyfriend Was the one that had bought me this bra I get amnesia When
done it Because it complicates things now Oooooh, but I beg to differ, don't you remember? The things you said as we lay last night Now who has amnesia
said (20% amnesia) The word that she wanted was destination I'm afraid (20% amnesia) This is your future boy, this is your fate (20% amnesia) And you
: Were words too vague Disarmed and desperate But after all your call Was inflammable So you slip into the fire I am watching it transpire Wholehearted
we are torn between the right and the wrong between life and convenience, While you sleep, I'll complain It's always channels and chains It's like elective amnesia
I want you to know He's not coming back Look into my eyes I'm not coming back So knives out Catch the mouse Don't look down Shove it in your mouth If
I jumped in the river and what did I see? Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my
Morning bell Morning bell Light another candle Release me Release me You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney Release me
Instrumental
After years of waiting nothing came As your life flashed before your eyes You realize I'm a reasonable man Get off, get off, get off my case (x2) I'm
There are barn doors And there are revolving doors Doors on the rudders of big ships And there are revolving doors There are doors that open by themselves
Once again, I'm in trouble with my only friend She is papering the window panes She is putting on a smile Living in a glass house Once again, packed