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dimanche 8 décembre 2019

Lemonade, Cocorosie

It was Cinco de Mayo
Pillow case on his head
No more breathing time
An ambulance sped
It sped 'round every corner
Calling out his name
Oh, Simon

Shot a rabbit from the backseat window
Sat and watched the summer corn grow
Ate ice cream in a desert dream
Got lost in father's singing
Too hot inside, too hot outside
Lazy days, when I said « Let's go for a ride »
We'd sail on Spirit Lake
Just me, my pappy, and his lemonade

Tim and Tina were my parents' names
They got engaged, they were inflamed
Seduced by the light of butterflies
How they shimmer, how they glimmer, those butterflies
We seven kids, we almost died
Nearly put to death by lightening strikes
Instead there was hot, pink flashes in the sky
We climbed the rocks in snow and rain
In search of magic powers
To heal our mother's pain

Shot a rabbit from the backseat window
Sat and watched the summer corn grow
Ate icecream in a desert dream
Got lost in father's singing
Too hot inside, too hot outside
Lazy days when I said « Let's go for a ride »
We'd sail on Spirit Lake
Just me, my pappy, and his lemonade

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