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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"The Game of Thrones" by Ramin Djawadi
Lyrics ::
Cocks and Cunts, a Kingdom of fucking and death
No swords up my ass 'til I catch my breath
Whores and Wars and Castle Gates built to last
Please don't cut off my face and shove it up your ass
Cocks and Cunts, a Kingdom of fucking and death
No swords up my ass 'til I catch my breath
Oh fuck, what the Hell?
You cut off my damn head and threw it into a well
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Moonshadow" by Cat Stevens
Lyrics ::
I'm being followed by a Moonshadow
Moonshadow, Moonshadow
Stealing my smokes and hubcaps, Moonshadow
Moonshadow, Moonshadow
At first I tried to call the cops
They hung up, called me nuts
And then I texted Special Ops
And they said, "Jump in a lake," and go fuck yourself
So if I ever find a rock
Wnen this Moon follows me
Oh, if I ever find a rock
Oh, I will bash the face of this Moon asshole
Oh, I'm being followed by a Moonshadow
Moonshadow, Moonshadow
Stay the fuck away from me, you Moonshadow
Moonshadow, Moonshadow
And if I find a Neutron Bomb
I won't pause and I won't frown
Oh, if I find a Neutron Bomb
Oh, I will bring death down on Moonshadow Town
And if I'm ever at the beach
And I sense Moons undersea
And if I'm ever at the beach
I will raise Tidal Waves until you drown
How did you even find me?
Facebook or Instagram?
Why do you even stalk me?
What did I ever do to moons?
Oh, you're a fucking bastard, Moonshadow
Moonshadow, Moonshadow
Touch me and I'll kick your ass, Moonshadow
Moonshadow, Moonshadow
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Gold" by Spandau Ballet
Lyrics ::
One bacon maple bar
One banana Cronut to go
Two cream puffs with custard and jam
This is my lunch hour
Why not try fried sugar and dough
Rather have a sweet than sour
Oh, but I want them fresh and I want them warm
Nothing left over from last week
Not one you marked as antique
Cold... Your doughs, sir, are cold
Your doughnuts are petrified
Fossilized fritters like rocks
All indestructable
I put one down my pants, and it's cold
Ancient artifacts, not dessert
Always believe in
Doughnuts indestructable
Your doughnuts are cold as ice
Now I am tasting one
I am stunned by the lack of flavor
Someone used Superglue for icing
My face is stuck to glass
You glued my lips to the donut counter
I need them hot, I need them fresh
How can you fail with so much hot burning oil
I should throw it all in your face
But, I am too busy playing bass
Oh, Christ, these damn doughnuts are cold
Your crumb doughnuts are much too mild
They were baked and stockpiled
When Cher was still a child
I want them fresh, I want them not cold
If your doughnuts can't be warm
Order online or walk right up to the stand
No one cares what you do
How 'bout if I kick your fucking ass?
How 'bout I beat you with a rake?
Oh, Christ, these doughs are cold
These doughnuts remind me of death
Relics of Wartime, all indestructable
I want them fresh, I want them not cold
These doughs were cooked on Titanic
Long before the panic
These doughs are cold as ice
I'm gonna kick your ass
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin
:: Voix AI Jun ::
Lyrics ::
There's a lady who chews
When she feels the blues
And she's wanting a fresh pack of Black Jack
When she gets to the store
She notices a war
Men in gray men in blue deep in battle
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
And she's wanting a fresh pack of Black Jack
There's a sign on the door
The Black Jack is no more
'Cause you know, sometimes gum needs restocking
In a shop burning high
There's a soldier who may die
This young boy might have gum in his pocket
Ooh, she pulls his breeches
Ooh, she licks his peaches
whoa
She was looking for gum
Now she’s tasting some cum
And her craving increases for licorice
As she strolls through the streets
Fires burn all the treats
Did the Yankees bring gum for everyone?
Ooh, it makes her bolder
Ooh, she’ll fuck a soldier, whoa
An epiphany looms
If she rents out some rooms
All the soldiers will give her their clothing
With their pockets all ripped
Naked and well-equipped
Then a Bluecoat may slip her some Black Jack
Whoa,whoa,whoa
If you see an army in your garden, pull their pants down to the ground
The only gum here is Black Jack, a new invention
Yankees claim they get a pack a year
Ooh, it peaks her craving
This gum has dark and haunting flavor, whoa
The slaves sing praises as they savor
Dear lady, can you hear Rhett Butler?
When he’s chewing
His Black Jack sounds like the whispering wind
ah, ah, ah
But when you chew six slices each
You squawk like seagulls at the beach
Are you a lady or a whore
Who yearns for Black Jack more than smores
The city burns you’re eating cum
You vow to never lose your gum
Civil war stories from your past
The break of dawn will bring more crack
The soldiers stood tall but now half mast
You swallowed their gum, dreaming of Black Jack
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Lady" by Styx
:: Voix AI Jun ::
Lyrics ::
Lady, when i’m with you I’m choking
You smoke all night long
Your smell makes me sick to my stomach
Please douse your cigarettes out
Lady, from the moment you light up
Smoking, on your phone
You sent naked pictures to strangers
You filmed, our first fuck with a drone
You're my lady of the evening
Love priced way too high
Smoking, sending dick pics
While you fuck me
Lady, don't use my ass as an ashtray
Don’t light up four more cigars
Streaming, now we’re both live on YouTube
Fucking, total strangers in bars
Lady, lady, please don’t fist her
Some girls don’t like that
Oh god, she’s my sister
Please don’t fist her
Lady
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Sunday Morning" by The Velvet Underground
:: Voix AI Solaria ::
Lyrics ::
Tiny Lena, has some problem
Like the endless poetry about her pussy
Sunday sucking, Monday fucking
Waching her boring "Girls" show makes me gay
Watch out, your ass is behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
You fat after all
Tiny Lena, likes to fuck
There is no known script, she cannot overact
Lena has problems, problems with her cast
It's Adam Driver, after all, made her show a hit
Watch out, your ass is behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
You fat after all
Watch out, your ass is behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
You 'funny farm doll'
Tiny Lena, does dates, works gigs
Lena Dunham makes small dicks big
Lena writes poetry for pigs
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"And Now, We Can't Begin" by The Walrus and The Carpenters
:: Voix AI Solaria ::
Lyrics ::
We've only just begun to fuck
Black Lace and Punk Rock Klutz
A fuck for luck and we both pass out
Before the Pigs show up, we fuck
So many friends to fuck
We start to fuck and we fall asleep
(And now, we can’t begin)
Kicking old Grannies that are scum to us
Watching for Pigs along the way
Drinking virgin blood, just the two of us
Working some scam jobs, underpaid
(Underpaid)
And when the sun goes down, we’ll rise
Good time to get some sex
We'll find a place where there's rooms to fuck
(And now, we can’t begin)
Sleeping in motels, that look down at us
Watching for Pigs along the way
Kicking a Grannie, just the two of us
Screwing each other day by day
Underpaid
Underpaid
And when the sun goes down, we’ll rise
A time to get some head
We'll find a place where there's rooms to fuck
(And now, we can’t begin)
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"What Was I Made for?" by Billie Eilish
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Ashes to Ashes" by David Bowie
:: Voix AI Jun
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Play Me" by Neil Diamond
:: Voix AI Solaria
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Where the Streets Have No Name" by U2
:: Voix AI Jun
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Immigrant Song" by Led Zeppelin
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Ziggy Stardust" by David Bowie
:: Voix AI Jun
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Come Sail Away" by Styx
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Solsbury Hill" by Peter Gabriel
:: Voix AI Jun
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Musique Mécanique par le Théâtre Électrique ::
"Life on Mars" by David Bowie
:: Voix AI Jun
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