paroles de chanson Inhuman (Live in Brooklyn, Ny) - Sonic Youth

Yeah, you can leave the lights up, it's alright
He's starin', starin' contest
Anybody here from Connecticut
It's the nutmeg state

One of the most iconic um, natural symbols in Connecticut is the Charter oak
If you remember that from your, your American history
When I was growin' up in Connecticut in the 70s, there was a (really)
Local motorcycle game, they were called the "Charter Oaks"
I thought it was kind of a lame name for motorcycle club
But they were cool

Ask some chief thrills right there (ha ha, it's got no jack)
Jack Spicer
The song is about a ta, havin' a temper tantrum
Yeah, but in a good way
You know, it's full moon this weekend
A lot of positive magnetic energy comin' down on you guys
God forbid, you say anythin' bad about a motorcycle gang
They are all beautiful people

My body is a past time
My mind is a simple joy
I learn my lesson
The hardest way
But you don't know me
Yeah, you don't know me

A complete inhuman
A complete inhuman
A complete inhuman
A complete inhuman

My body is a past time
My mind is a simple joy
I learn my lesson
The hardest way
But you don't know me
Yeah you don't need me

A complete inhuman
A complete inhuman
A complete inhuman
A complete inhuman

Inhuman, inhuman
Inhuman, inhuman
Inhuman
Inhuman
Inhuman
Inhuman

Inhuman
Inhuman
Inhuman
Inhuman

Inhuman
Inhuman
Inhuman

Inhuman
Inhuman

With the power of love anythin' is possible