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• Artiste: John Grant
• Titre: Sigourney Weaver
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When I woke up today, the air was very strange I couldn't feel my skin and there was evil in my bones I tried to speak but found that I didn't have a voice It was a prison like the one you would find in the twilight zone And I feel just like Sigourney Weaver When she had to kill those aliens And one guy tried to get them back to the earth And she couldn't believe her ears So I was taken or I went towards what was west Where the ground was dead and struvk out at the giant sky The sky was black and filled with tiny silver holes And it was there with the frightened voice that I began to cry out loud I feel just like Winona Ryder In that movie about vampires And she couldn't get that accent right Neither could that other guy And I feel just like I am on Jupiter One man looks like rainbows, sure But it doesn't lend itself to life And I haven't finished yet [[by ear; probably not all right]]