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Paroles de la chanson The Friend Catcher par Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
I, cigarette fingers
puff and poke
puff and poking the smoke
touches the ground
You, your lungs and your wrists
they throb like trains
choo choo choo
it's a prison of sound
of sound
She, by my chinny chin chin [buying chilly chin-chin?]
puff and poke
puff and poking the smoke
touches the ground
You, your lungs and your wrists
they throb like trains
choo choo choo
it's a prison of sound
of sound
She, by my chinny chin chin [buying chilly chin-chin?]
Eee-oh Eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists
they throb like trains
choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
a prison of sound
She, by the hair of my chinny chin chin
Eee-oh Eee-oh Eee-oh Eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
hope, around
Like a zippo smokes the way
hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists
they throb like trains
choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
a prison of sound
She, by the hair of my chinny chin chin
Eee-oh Eee-oh Eee-oh Eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists
they throb like trains
choo choo choo
it's a prison of sound
I poke around...
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