Paroles The Children of the Broken Glass de Attica! Attica!
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Textes et Paroles de The Children of the Broken Glass
We were the orphans of suburban slumsRaised by retail clerks and food court bumsOur parents were away under fluorescent suns to give us what they never hadWe were the children of the broken glass where the parking lots yield to yellow grassWe lodged our broomsticks in the pavement cracks and we flew our scarlet flagsAnd we wrapped rebellion's arms around our waistsAnd we held our hearts out for the world to tasteAnd injustice was meant for our hands to eraseAnd you know we had a lot of work to doWe are the siblings of an endless war, which our elders wage on distant shoresWe whined and kicked and screamed upon the kitchen floor and we threatened to run awayWe are the children of the hourglass; our ambitions fell like grains of sandWe waited for the echoes of our protest chants so we could hear our own decayWe sang through riot barricadesAnd our voices bled, they bled onto the tapeWe can hear it when those records playAnd we know it's the sound of our own decayIt's the sound of our decayIt's the sound of our decayIt's the sound of our decayAnd we pulled rebellion's arms from round our waistsAnd we hid our hearts to shield them from disgraceAnd injustice laughed aloud and rubbed it in our faceSo you know we've got a lot of work to doWe've got a lot of work to doWe've got a lot of work to doWe've got a lot of work to do
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- Le lit sauvage - Quand vint la grâce - Vive les tamalous - Après les Drapeaux - L'age des possibles - DON'T STOP JAMMIN'
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- Nouveaux artistes :
- Sébastien PERRIN - Dominique Fidanza - BIGA*RANX - Albert Babin - Guylaine et Celine Royer - Caroline Levasseur
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- Comme un boomerang - La nuit je mens - Fais dodo, Colas mon p'tit frère - Céline - La montagne - You Know Who You Are
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