Cocorosie Smokey Taboo

They call her smokey taboo

I got your name tattooed

High like a helium balloon

Midnight to noon

I’m a desert child

And mountains make me nauseous

I like to look up wild at an infinite sky

Twinkling with diamonds

It’s true I get depressed in fancy hotel rooms

Undressed with nothing to flaunt but my loneliness

Thinking of the night song of your hair

Premature as evening falls

It calls to me

Interrupted by the sirens in the street

Somedays you’re like an anchor on my heart

They say that stolen water tastes sweet

More like rotten milk and rancid meat to me

I prefers when it is free

Like looking at the stars

Don’t need no fancy cars

When we first

Our kisses sparked

Yeah I’m afraid of sharks

But not the dark

Cocorosie The Moon Asked The Crow

I caught a glimpse out the window

A Polish graveyard filled with widows

I coddle a bottle of warm beer

I see a pool of liquid tearz

Glimmering so sweet and mellow

A sea of lilting wilting willow

A secret book of forgotten wishes

Drown in ponds with broken dishes

The moon asked the crow

For a little show

In the hazy milk of twilight

No one had to know

The moon asked the crow

For a little show

In the hazy milk of twilight

No one had to know

Angel brother I miss your hair

Careless nature gentle stare

You fell like rain in the dark abysses

Kissed the lips of bloody twinsis

Sung to you a slew of sirens

Tricky mermaids and evil pirates

You watched the sky

With kaleidoscopic eyes

Howling out right

To the blasphemous night

A wolf in the garden

Why do you linger so

Like a silky snail soul

The moon asked the crow

For a little show

In the hazy milk of twilight

No one had to know

The moon asked the crow

For a little show

In the hazy milk of twilight

No one had to know

The moon asked the crow

For a little show

In the hazy milk of twilight

No one had to know

Cocorosie Lyla

You wanted to buy me for a hundred euro

You said you’d take me to your little car

Your friend lived near by, he had a house and all

Where was I from, you said

You guessed Yugoslavia

Well, it’s not Yugoslavia

It’s not Yugoslavia at all

It reminded me of a movie I just saw

About a little girl from Yugoslavia

She got sent away, they made her prostitute

She ate McDonald’s all day

And never had a chance to play

Lyla, Lyla, Lyla

You wanted to buy me for a hundred euro

You said you’d take me to your little car

Your friend lived near by

He had a house and all

Where was I from, you said

You guessed Yugoslavia

But it’s not Yugoslavia

It’s hardly Yugoslavia at all

Lyla, Lyla, Lyla

Lyla, Lyla, Lyla

Lyla, Lyla, Lyla

Lyla, Lyla, Lyla

Cocorosie R.I.P. Burn Face

In her mourning

In her grave

Don’t you miss the way

That she brushed her heavy hair

Oh la la la la la

ACID BURNED FACE CLOWNY TEAR SMILE

She’s the one who made you wild

She made you question all your answers

Made you beg for her forgiveness

BABY GIRL don’t cry

Momma’s gonna buy you a glass eye

And it will glimmer like starlight

She’s got no reservations

Ain’t got no place to be

The graveyard’s in the backyard

Where the meadows used to be

Lord knows my destination

Lord hears my inner prayer

Mom’ll find me by the river

Sunken with her party balloons

Flowers for the ones you loved

Flowers for the lost at sea

Flowers for the ones you loved

Flowers for the lost at sea

Flowers for the ones you loved

Flowers for the lost at sea

Flowers for the ones you loved

Flowers for the lost at sea

Flowers for the ones you loved

Flowers for the lost at sea

Flowers for the ones you loved

Flowers for the lost at sea

Cocorosie Villain

Give rise to the villain

Give rise to the head of

Deprived of the protector

And shield from the weather

My sister, she used goat’s blood

To conceal her ravaged body

But, I was gifted with my uncle Freddy’s baby

Froze in time

I could hide

Bloated belly, baby inside

Give rise to the villain

Give rise to the head of

Deprived of the protector

And shield from the weather

[x2]

What happened to my life

All this ain’t right

I should have taken it myself

With uncle Freddy’s knife

Cause the grave is very suiting

For a bloodless daughter bride

Give rise to the villain

Give rise to the head of

Deprived of the protector

And shield from the weather

[x4]

Cocorosie Hopscotch

“I got a hopscotch tear drop ready to drop”

If the sun decides to rise

Without its colors in your eyes

It matters not a heart of mine

Prefers the darkness

A hopscotch tear drop ready to drop

Cocorosie By Your Side

I’ll always be by your side

Even when you’re down and out

I’ll always be by your side

Even when you’re down and out

I just wanted to be your housewife

All I wanted was to be your housewife

I’ll iron your clothes

I’ll shine your shoes

I’ll make your bed

And cook your food

I’ll never cheat

I’ll be the best girl you’d ever meet

And for a diamond ring

I’ll do these kinds of things

I’ll scrub your floor

Never be a bore

I’ll tuck you in

I do not snore

I’d wear your black eyes

Bake you apple pies

I don’t ask whys

And I’d try not to cries

I’ll always be by your side

Even when you’re down and out

I’ll always be by your side

Even when you’re down and out

And it’s nearly midnight

And all I want with my life

Is to be a housewife

Is to be a housewife

‘Cause it’s nearly midnight

And all I want with my life

Is to die a housewife

Is to die a housewife

And it’s nearly midnight

And all I want with my life

Is to be a housewife

Is to be a housewife

‘Cause it’s nearly midnight

And all I want with my life

Is to die a housewife

Is to die a housewife

Cocorosie Bisounours

(Il nous entaille

Il nous entaille

Il nous entaille

Il nous entaille…)

Il fut un temps où rien n’était éteint

Où seul l’or de mon coeur donnait l’heure

Et alors j’étais fort, mais j’ai perdu la fleur et l’innocence

Dans ce décor je me sens perdu, rien n’a plus de sens.

Mais j’ai encore quelques rêves et si tant est que j’aie le temps

J’irai caresser leurs lèvres… j’ai encore quelques rêves

Et si tant est que j’aie le temps j’irai caresser leurs lèvres.

Il fut un temps où rien n’était éteint

Où seul l’or de mon coeur donnait l’heure

Et alors j’étais fort, mais j’ai perdu la fleur et l’innocence

Dans ce décor je me sens perdu, car rien n’a plus de sens.

Si le temps avance trop

Je me sens de taille

Je me sens de taille

Si le temps avance trop

Je me sens de taille

Je me sens de taille

Si le temps avance trop

Je me sens de taille

(Je suis un enfant

Je refuse le temps)

Je regarde le ciel et cet arc-en-ciel qui m’apaise

Je regarde la lumière et puis j’erre dans mes rêves

Oublier le temps

Rester un enfant.

Cocorosie West Side

I’ll wait for you until the streets become sand

And all the ceilings in New York have come down

I’ll wait for you until the stars dominate the skies again

I’ll wait for you until the streets become sand

And all the ceilings in New York have come down

I’ll wait for you until the stars dominate the skies again

Cocorosie Armageddon

And then the lights came on

In the middle of the night

What I should do with my life

How I should spend my time

I’ll be a stock broker and get me a wife

Have the diamonds cut

Have the diamonds

Let’s all gather at Time Square

And lets all say a prayer

To Walter Disney and Mike Tyson

At Madison Square Garden

And the lights came on

In the middle of the night

What I should do with my life

How I should spend my time

I’ll be a stock broker and get me a wife

Have the diamonds cut

Have the diamonds

And Jesus said they’re a girl’s best friend

And hell they’ll last forever

And Jesus said now take her hand

And raise this harlot’s bastard sun

And the lights came on

In the middle of the night

What I should do with my life

How I should spend my time

I’ll be a stock broker and get me a wife

Have the diamonds cut

Have the diamonds

And afterwards we’ll all go to hell

When the money’s all spent

When the money’s all gone

There’ll be a place for us in Heaven’s gate

Waiting for us on lay away

And then the lights came on

In the middle of the night

What I should do with my life

How I should spend my time

I’ll be a stock broker and get me a wife

Have the diamonds cut

Have the diamonds

And oh what a pity the world’s not white

And oh what a shame I don’t have blue eyes

God must have been a color blind

If I made the world it would be all white

And oh what a pity the world’s not white

And oh what a shame I don’t have blue eyes

God must have been a color blind

If I made the world it would be all white