paroles de chanson Charlie Brown - deM atlaS
I'm
Dancing
like
Charlie
Brown
Doing
it
doing
it
doing
it
fuck
it
Sick
of
the
minstrel
show
gotta
Blow
my
nose
high
off
of
cloves
Inhaling
the
garlic
who's
on
the
Wallace
Grommet
Go
vomit
Sick
of
face
value
reactionary
Sleeping
medicine
given
to
Edison
who
forgot
to
invent
The
light
The
world
is
just
a
bicycle
the
road's
a
cycle
and
Daylight
Comes
and
goes
like
the
traffics
are
stop
and
go
Light
signals
Predetermine
the
hills
the
dips
the
fucking
record
skips
Like
the
stutter
of
my
tongue
and
then
lips
In
my
world
of
existentialism
the
pen
is
driven
into
The
sediment
The
only
place
where
Bloods
and
Crips
are
saints
and
planes
are
flown
by
peddling
fast
as
fuck
on
a
treadmill
Uphill
but
I
am
downhill
still
I
been
around
the
bend
and
back
again
Lost
a
couple
friends
but
then
again
and
again
It
had
to
happen
like
my
apocrypha
didn't
matter
So
these
cats
with
they
blank
stares
Too
concerned
with
they
Nike
airs
Remember
that
time
when
we
danced
til
three
I
was
the
universe
and
you
were
my
galaxy
The
world
ain't
pretty
but
it
ain't
shitty
neither
We
all
need
to
take
a
breather
Do
you
remember
that
time
when
we
danced
til
three
I
was
the
universe
and
you
were
my
galaxy
The
world
ain't
pretty
but
it
ain't
shitty
neither
We
all
need
to
breathe
deeper
I'm
Eviler
than
your
Lucifer
holier
than
your
Christ
Foolish
as
fuck
for
saying
that
shit
or
stupid
as
shit
for
believing
in
it
I'm
sorta
a
cynic
Dim
as
fuck
ignorant
numb
dumb
stunned
shunned
right
outta
your
tea
party
With
tapestry
cakes
and
white
lace
Visions
of
china
dolls
peering
at
me
with
glass
eyeballs
Fuck
you
for
making
me
feel
small
Staring
through
me
insides
inside
my
insides
seeing
through
dimensions
of
matter
yo
it
don't
matter
but
what
is
Weightlessness
time
and
space
is
Nothing
more
than
atoms
inside
of
my
head
making
me
comprehend
all
of
your
bullshit
Cuz
inside
of
my
soul
that
is
inside
of
my
being
that
is
Priceless
so
why
should
I
give
a
fuck
who
is
the
nicest
Probably
the
same
reason
I'm
writing
this
to
you
Hoping
to
god
my
pen
don't
bleed
through
seep
through
The
holes
where
shadows
don't
do
as
they
told
They
just
dance
like
the
colors
inside
of
my
head
they
like
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