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Copyright © 2004 Gezzed.net Productionshttp://[email protected]
All tracks recorded & engineered byGeorges Zadrozynski at Pheasant 24 Recording Studio
GEORGES ZADROZYNSKIVocals, First Lead Guitar
VINCENT VACQUANDVocals, Bass
GAEL GOHIERSecond Lead Guitar
DIDIER ZADROZYNSKIClassical Guitar
ROMAIN GOHIERRhythm Guitar
FRANCIS ZADROZYNSKIDrums & Percussions
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Better Luck Next TimeMusique : R.GohierParoles : G.Zadrozynski
Some guy,In his car,On a cliff,He's driving too fast, too far.Slippery road,And wheel too stiff,Thinks fallin' in abime :« Better luck next time ».
Arrivin'On heaven's grate,StPeter says with an embarassed smile :I can't let you in,We've lost your file.You've gotta go to heck,So « Better luck next time ».
Just aboutThe hell's door,Cerberus shout : we've got no place no more.We're full of lawyers,And politicians.You should be back to earth...And « Better luck next time ».
Waking upOn a bed,Inside a white room in an hospital.Doctor says : SorryFor your legs & arms.We had to cut'em off,« Better luck next time ».
Didier Zadrozynski
Classical Guitar
Romain Gohier
Rhytm Guitar
An hour after-like a remake-Hospital was destroyed by an earthquakeThat's a "déjà vu"He thought when he diedReally out of the blue...« Better luck next time »
Is is you again ?Sorry, still no file.Said the white-bearded man« Better luck next time »
No place here you will findBarked old CerberusGet away from us !!!« Better luck next time »
If you feelLucky todayThen grab your coat, and walk on your wayBut if not, dear,Stay in bed, you'll be fineOr you might hear :« Better luck next time »
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Mathilda.Musique : G.Zadrozynski, D.ZadrozynskiParoles : G.Zadrozynski
MathildaOooohMathildaNe t'en va pasJe t'en prie, reste làNe me quitte pasMathilda
C'était pourtantLe bon vieux tempsToi et moiMathildaMais tu m'as tout prisEt tu es partieMoi, je ne comprends pasMathilda
Ooooooh MathildaEt ma solitudeEst devenue certitudeQu'il y a-t-il de mieux là-bas ?Mathilda
Mathilda,MathildaOooohMathildaNe t'en va pasJe t'en prie, reste làNe me quitte pasMathilda
MathildaOooohMathildaC'était pourtantLe bon vieux tempsToi et moiMathilda
OooohMathildaEt quand tu reviendrasNon, ne m'en veux pasSi je ne suis plus làMathilda
1. Infinite Loop (GZ)2. Better Luck Next Time (RG, GZ)3. Mathilda (DZ, GZ)4. Pioneer’s Trail (RG, DZ, GZ)5. Some More Air (DZ, GZ, CV)6. I Need You (DZ, GZ)7. Tree Whispers (DZ, GZ)8. House of the Rising Sun9. Last Rain Ever (DZ, GZ)10. Last Black Blues (DZ, GZ)11. Pew Song (RG, GZ)12. Machines At Work (DZ, RG, GZ)13. Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door (Dylan)14. Breath For A Lost Hope (DZ, GZ)15. Jump From The Cloud (DZ, VV, GZ)
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Vincent Vacquand
Vocals, bass
Georges Zadrozynski
First lead guitar, vocals
I need you.Musique : D.Zadrozynski, G.ZadrozynskiParoles : D.Zadrozynski
I need youLike the skyNeeds the sun to be blue,
I need youBecause your heartIs steering my life
SometimesI follow youJust to get myDaily sunshine
And when I'm with youI loose my breathAnd my feelingsStill blow my strength
I need youLike lifeNeeds loveTo be true,
I need youBecause your eyesRevive my soul
I wishI'd never met youJust to get allMy reason back
Oooh, I'm too lateYou bewitch me But I’ve no regretThus living with.
I need youLike the skyNeeds the sunTo be blue.
I need youBecause my soulbelongs to you
My dreamswill never come trueIf the first move is never done
'hope we will bind onthis melodythat I teared frommy memory
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Gaël Gohier
Second lead guitar
Xavier Vacquand
Guest Saxophone on :Jump From The Cloud
Pew SongParoles & Musique : R.Gohier, G.Zadrozynski
C'était un loser, un pauv' gars de pigalle.Un détective minable, qu'on appelle "Le putois".Planqué dans sa bagnole du côté des Halles,Une cigarette au bec, et un vieux café froid.
Son client a les nerf, il a même raqué un max.Pask'il pense que sa femme l'a fait cent fois cocu.La photo de la fille, une adresse sur un fax,Un regard sur l'trottoir, des phares au bout de la rue.
La buée sur les vitres, et l'bruit des essuies-glaceEt cette pluie infernale, qui tombe sur le toitIl attend, il attend, mais là, y'a rien qui se passeIl déja onze heures, et putain, c'qui fait froid
Ah enfin d'la lumière, on dirait qu'ça bouge là haut.Il chope son minolta, met l'doigt sur l'déclencheurUne ombre qui s'avance, en plein dans son viseurMais la lumière s'éteint, tant pis pour la photo.Quel loser ce putois.Quel blaireau.
Et son téléphone sonne,*Dring Dring*c'est son client qui appelle.*Dring Dring*
- Oui. Allo ?- Oui, Le Putois ?- Oui.- Oui, bonsoir, Monsieur... juste pour vous prévenir: ma femme est rentrée, hein ? Pas de soucis, voilà. Merci, et bonne soirée. Au revoir.- Grmbl. Au revoir.
Quel blaireau !
Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door.Paroles & Musique : Bob Dylan
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore.It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the groundI can't shoot them anymore.
Those last black clouds are comin' downI feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's doorKnock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
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Jump From The CloudMusique : D.Zadrozynski, V.Vacquand, G.ZadrozynskiParoles : V.Vacquand
Life in a city in the clouds Trying to know what it'd be if no loveWhy can't I go back, underWhy can't I be back ? I wanna make the jumpI just wanna make the jumpJust let me make that jumpLet me make that stupid jump
Life's not made of joy and hapinessNo, it's made of tears and so much madnessWhy, why can't I see the peopleUnder... cannot see.
I just wanna make the jumpI wanna make the jumpJust let me make...Let me make that stupid jump !
Ooooh.... I wanna jumpI do wanna make the jumpJust let me make...Let me make that stupid jump
I wanna make the jumpI just wanna make the jumpJust let me make that jumpLet me make that stupid jump
Francis Zadrozynski
Drums & Percussions
Christèle Vacquand
Guest Violin on :Some More Air