Madhouse Grass
Hates
Our belly waits
For shiny stars
Then
I'll find myself
Dry as a stone
Ice falls over our napes
Green ice falls
And i don't give a fuck, my lord
We eat the madhouse grass
To stay young
We eat the madhouse grass
To stay
Friends
We could remain
In such a park
May i spend these days
Around the crags
Ice falls over our napes
Green ice falls
And i don't give a fuck, my lord
We eat the madhouse grass
To stay young
We eat the madhouse grass
To stay young
We eat the madhouse grass
To stay
Basically cold
Need something to hold
Before i get old
Autor(es): Philippe Planchon / Thierry Sobezyk
