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Poésie Noire - Gioconda Smile
The Gioconda Smile
Beat About the Bush
Tristes Tropiques
Schmerz
The Moral Majority
Weltschmerz
Undertang Des Abendlandes
Dark Honeymoon (Very Stretched edition)
They're so ugly.
Their heads turn in the tunnel.
You shouldn't be in here at this hour.
Their face .... talking mask.
Oh, I hate that smile of your skin.
All blood.... artificial life in you.
And feel your breathing emptiness.
Hate is coming to my heart.
Hate, Hate, Hate, HATE!
I killed a heart of crystal glasses.
You'll never smile again.
Don't you feel guilty!
..... ... ..... the feelings.
Guilt will take your body.
...replace rotten..fallafalges?
So what have you done?
How dare you ask?
Kill me for an hour, and hurt me for my life, just wait.
[Marianne] [Telephone voice]
Ever/Any randomed in your brain. Kill me for an hour,
Needed to be ..priced? Hurt me for my life. (*)
And you'll die in soft complaint.
I'll be rather fancy.
Consider all what's left.
[Marianne] [Jo]
You'll never smile again. Give me your smile!
I'll hate that smile of your skin. Why don't you smile!
You're so ugly. Give me your smile!
You'll never smile again. Why don't you smile!
Don't you feel guilty. I love that smile!
Rotten fallavultures? Give me your smile!
You'll never smile again. (x2)
I'll be rather fancy.
Consider all what's left.
You'll never smile again. (x3)
Kill me for an hour, and hurt me for my life.
You're so ugly.
You shouldn't be in here at this hour.
You'll never smile again.
I'll hate that smile of your skin. (x2)
You'll never smile again.
No, you'll never smile again.
Beat About The Bush
Beat about the Bush
Beat ... beat...
bush...
beat... beat... bush
[a long sequence of samples]
Bush... bush... bush...