John Cale by Cambridge Jones
Fear Is A Man's Best Friend - John Cale

Lyrics

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  1. Catastrofuk
  2. Whaddya Mean By That?
  3. Hey Ray
  4. Pile A L’Heure
  5. Perfection
  6. Bluetooth Swings [Black Edition]
  7. The Hanging [Black Edition]

Whaddya Mean By That

Teach me how to love
Teach me how to hate
I'm in a hurry
I mustn't be late

Standing in the window
Staring at the street
I see you in the distance
Fading in the heat
You ask if you hurt me
Whaddya mean by that
Look around the corner
You don't remember that

Feel like dancing
On the head of a pin
Watching and waiting
For you to begin
Letting your lonely heart
Reach out to see
The dancer who's standing
Still at your feet
You asked if you hurt me
Whaddya mean by that
Looked round the corner
You don't remember that

Whaddya Mean By That single

(SOLO)

Take me to your bedroom
Lay me on the floor
Before we get started
Make sure to lock the door
Deep in the shadows
There's plenty of room
For you to be dancing
A dancing fool

You asked if you'd hurt me
Whaddya mean by that
Look around the corner
You don't remember that

(last four lines x2)

(Thanks: Ziggy & Isabel)

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Pile à l'heure

Pile à l'heure,
Tu m'as fait un trou dans le coeur
Pile à l'heure

Pile à l'heure
Tu m'as fait un trou dans le coeur
Pile à l'heure

Il n'y a plus rien [????] (maybe something like 'domaine' or 'demain' ??)
Il n'y a plus rien [????]

Tu danses [sur ta selle] (I am not really sure between [sur ta selle] or [sur ta scene], but I thing it's the first one)
Tu es prête à tomber

Le train s'en va et tu restes sur le rail,
A courir devant l'Orient-Express
Il n'y a plus rien

Pile à l'heure,
Tu as pleuré,
Pile à l'heure,
Tu as crié,
Pile à l'heure,
Tu as pleuré
Pile à l'heure

C'est pas ce que tu veux lui dire,
Mais ce qu'il a besoin d'entendre

Tu as pleuré,
Tu as crié,
Tu as crié

Il n'y a plus rien, rien
Il n'y a plus rien, rien
Pile à l'heure

(Thanks: Bruno Lienard)

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