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NO WORDS TO SAY

No words to say, no words to hear.
No words to say, no words to hear.
Only a big hush between me and you...

The days are going, and nothing really happen.
The days are going, and nothing really happen.
What's wrong? This the end... Oh my lady!




JACK JACKKNIFE

Over the roofs in the dark night.
And no place, no place to hide.
Everyday, everyday ready to fight.
Day by day, night to night.
His name is The Jackknife...

No way to spend the time.
Only to run, only to hide.
Everyday, everyday, every night.
And he can't be so nice(so kind).
His name is ' The Jackknife'.



SCRAMBLE AND FIRE

Scramble and fire in the night
You need to be more than a man, you need be a tiger
Ready to fight and ready to die.

Sometimes the wind blows
And you really want to know, where it go
Do you know where're your body and your soul ? Lord knows !

When you're not so well
Down in the hell, down in dell, deep in dell !
you really got a sad story to tell.



WALKING DOWN THE STREET

When I'm walking down the street
And looking, looking round
When I'm walking down the street
And looking, looking round
Oh Lord have mercy, I'm looking for my soul on the ground.

When I'm walking down the street
And felling, felling so sad
When I'm walking down the street
And felling, felling so sad
I say to myself, maybe nobody can give me a help .




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