Besedila: Bran Van 3000. Discosis. Dare I Say.

Hey Job
You sure got it figured out
She loves you so
At least that's what she said
And God took a toll
And showed you what it's all about
Oh, hey Job
You always do what you're told
You poor young fool
You should never listen
To what they preach
To keep you on a mission of hate
And, dare I say
Your brother's got a big mouth
And dare I say
So what

Do what you want
And make the fuckers pay
And don't waste your time
And sleep your life away
I always meant to tell you
I don't like you anyway
And dare I say
Dare I say

Quand arrive minuit et que la lune est belle
On voit alors dans le ciel arriver les morts-vivants
Ils sont vetus de vieux oripeaux de misereux
Uses par le temps et brises par les ans

On les accueille avec joie:
Ils sont notre esperance,
Notre raison de vivre,
Notre source seule de jouissance...
Dis-moi, toi qui semblait avoir mille ans,
Raconte-moi comment c'est dans le ciel, comment...
Raconte-moi si les etoiles sont d'or
Raconte-moi, raconte-moi comment...

Do what you want
And make the fuckers pay
And don't waste your time
And sleep your life away
I always meant to tell you
I don't like you anyway
And dare I say
Dare I say

Ce n'est rien de tout cela
Fais comme "J'suis juste endormi
dans les bras d'une belle amie"
Tu te laisserais bercer
Comme un enfant nouveau-ne
En pensant a sa tetee
En pensant a sa tetee

Do what you want
And make the fuckers pay
Boys and girls are different
In a certain kind of way
I always meant to tell you
That I wished you'd go away
And dare I say
Dare I say

Do what you want
And make the fuckers pay
And don't waste your time
And sleep your life away
I always meant to tell you
I don't like you anyway
And dare I say
Dare I say