♪ From under this table ♪
From under my table
Don't expect a second hit
Don't expect...
Don't expect...
...me above them, cause I only know...
...my name by words
I pass and strut my shoulders
Then when the curtain rises
I see the world behind sounds
Behind the sounds
Little lamb dance, I feel ashamed
I'm so ashamed, so small, so dense
Cause once again I've overlooked it
Forgetting that behind all those other sounds
All these disproaches There will be more
Colossal rules Ignorance
Was the basis of My
peace of mind
Inside is a matter of how long you dare Face in your neck,
neck,
neck,
neck,
neck,
neck,
neck And then wonder
And then see,
and then see,
and then see Through those different levels
So let's straightforward but observe out of the corner of the eye
Soon discover the mechanisms Dive in harder than what is called
Cultural common Cultural common
I know how the sexual meaning of full love will lose
I know what a breastfeed's like
Get that scent of a motor In its frame
I don't see myself dreaming I'm not dreaming
What's so close to the events?
What's so close to the events?
We trust them What's so close to the events?
What's so close to the events?
We trust them
We give them desperate personal medical costs Oh,
what kind of names do microbes give all?
Galaxy systems See how night it spreads
See how night it spreads Galileo,
that's something
Now he is the spirit He has to resist all the opposition
And then slowly the understanding loses
From what it goes to more
Every person of his surroundings Has to stand a lot of resistance
And then hundreds of years later the inside is common
Yes, I see, my I see Yes, I see, my I see
Yes, I see, my I see Yes, I see
This land is so exploited Every minute
So determined and so mean So limited and so numbered
So guarded and so modified So time-posted,
so changed So improved and so handled This land is so big,
oh Maybe that's why they're seeking
aggression When they cannot create,
they destroy
The whole thing hangs out of window
of a brand new industry Destroyer!
Destroyer!
Yes,
I see
And if you sell mice
If money buys
There's money for violence swallowing it
Remember, each shot has got a sweet sound
Get it?
Get it?
Get it?
Que c'est drôle comme les gens
Obliviate
The strange attraction The unlimited power
La stricte reigne
Days of big fear
With the possibility to stand on the side of power
Feel safe, surrounded, feel safe
By a
mighty apparatus
Willing to crush, willing to crush any opponent
See the old
as the new And the new as the old I elect the future