From the album "In Our Bedroom After The War". Les paroles du morceau (aux accents de Prefab Sprout) sont le scenario d'un film. C'est pratique chacun se fait son propre video-clip.
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L'album "In our bedroom after the war" sort le 25 Septembre. From wikipedia :
Indie pop band. Originally formed in Toronto by vocalist Torquil Campbell and keyboardist Chris Seligman, the band relocated to New York City and then subsequently to Montreal.
Stars - Life 2: The Unhappy Ending
Scene one - Late at night interior
We find ourselves inside the car
A hero has just gone too far
His lover bleeding in the back
He removes the lucky from the pack
He knows now he can’t turn back.
Cut two - The cherry lights in the rear view
He realizes that he’s through
Whispers darling lets have fun, Hits the exit doing 91
Drives until he’s in the woods
If he loses them, he’s gone for good.
Life, was supposed to be a fool
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in tears
But life, could be nothing but a joke
Could be nothing but a call
Where’s my unhappy ending gone?
Oh life, Was supposed to be a thrill
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in fire
But life, could be nothing but a joke
A sentimental little call
Where’s my unhappy ending gone?
Where’s my unhappy ending gone?
Here’s the part where you save me
Here is the scene where you save the day
Why can’t the ending be happy?
Why must it always resolve this way?
Fading - The cabin in the woods somewhere
A hero strokes his lovers hair,
Says don’t worry love we’re almost done
Says I really could’ve really been someone.
Outside - They surround the house with pistols drawn
Some waiting until the dawn,
Sergeant says we can’t go on
We know now that he can’t go on.
Oh life, was supposed to be a friend
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in blood
But life, could be nothing but a joke
A sentimental little card, where’s my unhappy little ending gone?
Oh life, was supposed to be a thing
Was supposed to be a thriller
Was supposed to end in fire
But life turns out that it’s nothing but a dream
And I’ll miss it when it’s gone
I want the story to go on and on and on [Repeat]
But it can’t go on.
But it can’t go on.
But it can’t go on.
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