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• Artiste: Final Fantasy
• Titre: Paris 1919 (John Cale Cover)
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she makes me so unsure of myself standing there but never really talking sense just a visitor you see so much wanting to be seen she'd open up the door and vaguely carry me away the customary thing to say or do to a disappointed proud man in his grief and on Fridays she'd be there and on Mondays not at all just casually appearing from the clock across the hall you're a ghost, la la la yes, you're a ghost, la la la I'm in the church and I've come to claim you with my iron drum la la la la la la the continent's just fallen in disgrace William William William Rogers put it in its place blood and tears from old Japan caravans and lots of jam and maids of honor singing, crying, singing tediously you're a ghost, la la la you're a ghost I'm the bishop and I've come to claim you with my iron drum la la la la la la efficiency efficiency they say get to know the date and tell the time of day as the crowd begins complaining how the Beaujolais is raining down on darkened evenings on the Champs-Élysées you're a ghost, la la la yes, you're a ghost I'm in the church and I've come to claim you with my iron drum la la la la la la you're a ghost, la la la you're a ghost I'm the bishop and I've come to claim you with my iron drum la la la la la la