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Elle danse sur du b​é​ton

from Folklore Noir by The Maggoty Brats

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The men with the big scars are feeding the dogs.
The boy with the guitar is sipping on a mug.
Call them up for the deer hunt, they won’t go alone.
You said you brought the Rum but there was nobody home.
She’s dancing on hard concrete.

At night there’s a lovely woman on the roof
keeping inside the things she been through.
You keep saying, you’re going to make a move.
But she’s the daughter of the devil and she’s all bad news.
She’s dancing on hard concrete.

Calm down kid, listen you don’t move,
you’re not the one she’s going to choose.
you can cry all you want, she don’t mind.
Better get used to it over time.
she’s dancing on hard concrete.

Now, run and hide like the wounded deer
the men with the big scars are hunting down.
Believe me kid, the sooner the better.
Picture this, she’s a big girl now.
She’s dancing on hard concrete.

Sur son corps le sang coule comme sur la porcelaine,
dans un salon d’opium où elle s’ouvrit les veines.
Si la mort est une sainte, la vie est une salope.
Tu apportas le Rhum, elle était déjà morte.
Elle danse sur du béton.

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from Folklore Noir, released January 6, 2015
Music and lyrics by The Maggoty Brats

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"Wake your ass up, work your day through and drink your night away~~~ And believe me friend, there is no worst pain~~~ than staring through the pub window, one brand new day.~~~"

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