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• Artiste: Son Of The Velvet Rat
• Titre: Bastards Of Utopia
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Our dogs called fame an fortune Our eyes are blue & red The bastards of utopia Sleep in a flowerbed They sleep with both eyes open they never sleep at night Their red eye shines like darkness Their blue eye shines with light We use our minds to travel We use our coats to fly The river of our loneliness It never will run dry Because our brothers hate us & we hate them again Sometimes we give our dogs a hug & cry like real men You better shoot when you find us This is what we need You better shoot when you find us We'll be ready to bleed The bastards of utopia A bunch of gentle souls Their voices sweet as gasoline Their humour bright as coal Their song is like a secret That you don't want to know & when they go to heaven They go by u.f.o.