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Il s'agit de chansons inedites (certaines sont desormais sur le coffret "En route pour la joie") qui ont été jouées en concert ou sur d'autres disques. Si jamais vous trouvez des erreurs ecrivez nous, et si vous avez d'autres paroles inédites n'hésitez pas, envoyez les nous . Merci !

LA-BAS - Extrait du CD 4 Titres L'Homme Pressé (© Bertrand Cantat / Noir Désir)

Aujourd'hui j'ai rien fait, j'ai écouté les mouches voler. Dans leurs vrombissements et leurs reflets mer-de d'argent. Là-bas, on ne s'ennuie pas... Si je respire encore, je sais pas, peut-être je suis mort. Je peux plus m'énerver, j'ai à peine la force de rêver. Là-bas, tout va bien pour moi... Je ne pense plus à mes parents, d'ailleurs ils n'avaient pas d'enfants. Alors, je peux pas être mort. Avant de m'en aller, j'ai appris qu'il y a des prairies, où on peut galoper, comme ça, sans cesse, à l'infini. Là-bas, comme au cinéma. Depuis le fond de mon exil, j'vous pisse à la raie, bien tranquille. Là-bas, ne m'en veuillez pas...

Where did you go, son of a been
Why follow on this like a river's stream,
You're beating in the heat of hell

Why follow on this like a river's stream,
You're beating in the heat of hell
You're beating in the heat of hell
You're beating in the heat of hell...

TWILIGHT ZONE - Extrait du CD 4 Titres L'Homme Pressé (© Bertrand Cantat / Noir Désir + Akosh S)

Twilight zone, nothing's wrong.
With this feeling again deep inside, between night and day.
Twilight zone, midnight crawl, and I know that I'm not the only one to reach this peaceful feeling.
The moon's above me and it's got a golden green face
The best that I can do is feeling my breathe under my chest. With this feeling again deep inside ...[pas trouvé]
I'm lost in my soul, I get lost in my soul [...] Large fields, long fields...

You remain back to your land
I need yours magic again, back to you, back to you
Well I'll be down in your thought
Back to you, back to you
Don't feel, don't crash don't fall down
Still there's no limits around
Back to you (X4)
Hot flames, hot flames
No pain, no pain
Always back to you (X6)

What should we do with the drunken sailors,
What shall we do with the drunken sailors,
What shall we do with the drunken sailors,
Early in the morning.

Hey ho and up she rises
Hey ho and up she rises
Hey ho and up she rises
Early in the morning.

When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender,
This I could not do;
I took my gun and vanished.

I have changed my name so often,
I've lost my wife and children
But I have many friends,
And some of them are with me.

An old woman gave us shelter,
Kept us hidden in the garret,
Then the soldiers came;
She died without a whisper.

There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
But I must go on;
The frontiers are my prison.

Oh the wind, the wind is blowing,
Through the graves the wind is blowing,
Freedom will soon come;
Then we'll come from the shadows.

Les Allemands étaient chez moi, [The Germans were at my home]
Ils me dirent, "Signe toi". [They said, "Sign yourself"]
Mais je n'ai pas peur, [But I'm not afraid]
J'ai repris mon arme. [I have retaken my weapon]

J'ai changé cent fois de nom, [I have changed names a hundred times]
J'ai perdu femme et enfants [I have lost wife and children]
Mais j'ai tant d'amis; [But I have so many friends]
J'ai la France entière. [I have all of France]

Un vieil homme dans un grenier, [An old man in an attic]
Pour la nuit nous a caché. [Hid us for the night]
Les Allemands l'ont pris, [The Germans captured him]
Il est mort sans surprise. [He died without surprise]

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
Through the graves the wind is blowing,
Freedom soon will come;
Then we'll come from the shadows...

I can see clearly
from my diamond eyes,
I'm going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
no-one will accept all of me
so the Fire...will stop

Up through the streets
the gunfire of cars,
going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
no-one will take all of me
so the Fire...will stop

I will be cheating
the whole ritual,
I'm going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
no-one will expect all of me
so the Fire..will stop

   Someone will break out of the circle,
   someone will turn and burn a world
   someone knows a better cell
   where the old north wind blows through southeast hell, yeah....

   Invention was betrayed by the machine,
   promised like it was promised to me
   I'm going up to the mountain to see
   how the last thing, will set me free, yeah...

     I had to do something, I was wearing down,
     I was going down....

   Why can no one ever touch a Fire Spirit?
   Why can no one ever hold a Fire Spirit?
   Why can no one ever feel a Fire Spirit?

   I am going to the mountain,
   I am going to the mountain,
   I am going to the montain....

I can see clearly
from my diamond eyes,
I'm going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit,
no one will accept all of me...
and the fire...will stop...

With too much patience
and too much pain,
going to the mountain with the Fire Spirit
to make amends for all of me...

Yeah, they came to take me away
Said I'd be sitting here for the rest of my life
But I don't really care - You know I shot my wife
And brother, I can't even remember the reason why...

Oh, it makes a long time man feel bad
Yeah, it makes a long time man feel bad
Well I ain't had no love since I don't know when
It sure makes a long time man feel bad

We was down in Jacksonville
A cold winter night
My baby and I, we began to fight
I heated up, and I grabbed my gun
I get so cold on those nights down south

She was laying in a pool right there on the kitchen floor
She looked up at me and began to smile
Her gasping words: "Baby, I love you"
Then she closed those baby blue eyes

Version en Espagnole d'"A ton étoile"

A bajo de la luz
Y en la sombra en silencio
Si buscas un refujio
Inasensible
No es lejo de aqui dentro brillamos
Hasta tu estrella

Hermanito de mi noche
Ma ha falta eso
Cuando tu saldria la cara de mucho d'otros que mi
Sabe que no olvido nada pero te borraste
Hasta tu estrella

Siempre al horizonte
Soles que no se fijan en
Y no tenemos la opcion siempre hay el corazon
Puedes escupir i reir y debelo y debelo y debelo
Hasta tu estrella

Hasta Marcos, Hasta la alegria
Hasta la fuerza del sueno
Hasta la melancolia, Hasta la esperanza
Salud el fuego
Salud a la llama , salud a la llama
Hasta tu estrella

Interprété par Noir Désir au concert "Liberté de circuler" pour le GISTI.

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Ils ont voté, et puis après? (Léo Ferrer)

Interprété par Noir Désir au concert de soutient au GISTI puis à celui organisé par la CNT

A porter ma vie sur mon dos
J'ai déjà mis 60 berges
Sans être un saint ni un salaud
Je ne vaux pas le moindre cierge
Marie maman voilà ton fils
Qu'on crucifie sur des affiches
Un doigt de scotch et un gin, fils
Et tout le reste je m'en fiche

Ils ont voté... et puis après ?

J'ai la mémoire hémiplégique
Et les souvenirs éborgnés
Quand je me souviens de la trique
Il ne m'en vient que la moitié
Et vous voudriez que je cherche
La moitié d'un cul à botter ?
En ces temps on ne voit pas lerche...
Ils n'ont mêm' plus d'cul les français !

Ils ont voté... et puis après ?

C'est un pays qui me débèqu'te
Pas moyen de se faire anglais
Ou suisse ou con ou bien insecte
Partout ils sont confédérés...
Faut les voir à la télé-urne
Ces vespasiens de l'isoloir
Avec le général Frappart
Et leur bulletin dans les burnes
Et le mépris dans un placard

Ils ont voté... et puis après ?

Dans une france socialiste
Je mettrais ces fumiers debout
A fumer le scrutin de liste
Jusqu'au mégot de mon dégoût
Et puis assis sur une chaise
Un ordinateur dans l'gosier
Ils chanteraient la marseillaise
Avec des cartes perforées

Le jour de gloire est arrivé.

	Inedits Live		Inedits Studio
	Helter Skelter		Pour la Lune (Demo 87)
	I wanna be your dog		Dernier Orage (Demo 87)
	I'm Sick of you		Back To You
	Drunken Sailors		Song for JLP
	Long Time Man		La-bas
	Hasta tu Estrella		Twilight Zone
	Fire Spirit		Ces gens la
	The Partisan
	Working class hero
	Ils ont voté, et puis après

CES GENS LA (Jacques Brel)

Reprise par Noir Désir sur l'album hommage "au suivant(s)"

Helter Skelter (John Lennon/Mc Cartney/Beatles)