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• Artiste: Luce.
• Titre: Electric Chair
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Karen blows the smoke across the table To the seat I'm in And blood is passed around in glasses ‘Vintage year' she says again As I sit here choking on my food Like words we've swallowed deep inside Well there's a polka-dotted dog Who keeps barking as the cars go by And it's that stupid dog's tail That I see us chase But she can't see it on my face ‘Cause I'm home in this electric chair ‘Cause I'm home in this electric chair ‘Cause I'm home in this electric chair I'm home So we watch the clock tick quietly As it syncs itself to our heart beats And then Karen stands up with her glass And another toast to everyone she cares about Everyone she cares about And I am really turned on by the fact she cares, But she doesn't understand That I'm home in this electric chair That I'm home in this electric chair That I'm home in this electric chair I'm home So we sit down as I kiss her goodnight And she straps my buckles all down tight Upon my cheek she lays her kiss Then she plugs me in and throws the switch And I'm in my electric chair at home In my electric chair at home ‘Cause in my electric chair I'm home