Visage
Album - 10 novembre 1980 - Debaser id 20109

New styles, New shapes
New modes, that's the role my passion takes

Oh my visage

Visuals, magazines, reflex styles
Past, future, in extreme

Oh my visage

Remember health warning
It's printed on the packet
Middle tar, low tar, high tar
Doesn't that make you die

Taking on out of the packet
It's just a force of habit
You know you cannot stop it
The why was the reason why

Nerves, nerves
Tension, tension
Addiction, addiction, addiction, addiction
Low tar, high tar

Nicotine stain on your finger
Try to wash off but it still linger
Cigarette holder just a joke
Don't really take bad away from smoke

Nerves, nerves
Tension, tension
Addiction, addiction, addiction, addiction
Low tar, high tar

Remember health warning
It's printed on the packet
Middle tar, low tar, high tar
Doesn't that make you die

Devenir à gris
Devenir à gris

One man on a lonely platform
One case sitting by his side
Two eyes staring cold and silent
Show fear as he turns to hide

We fade to grey (fade to grey)
We fade to grey (fade to grey)

Un homme dans une gare desolée
Une valise a ses cotés
Des yeux fixes et froids
Montre de la peur lorsqu'il
Se tourne pour se cacher

We fade to grey (fade to grey)
We fade to grey (fade to grey)

Sent la pluie comme un été Anglais
Entends les notes d'une chanson lointaine
Sortant de derrière d'un poster
Esperant que la vie ne fut aussi longue

We fade to grey (fade to grey)
We fade to grey (fade to grey)

Feel the rain like an English summer
Hear the notes from a distant song
Stepping out from a back shop poster
Wishing life wouldn't be so long

Devenir à gris

We fade to grey (fade to grey)
We fade to grey (fade to grey)
We fade to grey (fade to grey)
Devenir à gris

My painted face
Is chipped and cracked
My mind seems
To fade too fast
Clutching straws
Sinking slow
Nothing less, nothing less

A puppet's motions
Controlled by a string
By a stranger
I've never met
A nod of the head
And a pull of the thread
I can't say no, can't say no

When a child throws out a toy
When I was new you wanted me
Now I'm old you no longer see

When a child throws out a toy
Spiteful girl
Hateful boy
When a child throws out a toy

I'm all dressed up
And nowhere to go
On a music box
That never stops
I'll dance for you
If you want me to
Move in time, move in time

A wooden head
And a broken heart
Used, abused
And torn apart
I gave you my best
And you gave me the rest
It's time to die, time to die

When a child throws out a toy
When I was new you wanted me
Now I'm old you no longer see

When a child throws out a toy
Spiteful girl
Hateful boy
When a child throws out a toy

(Instrumental)

When a child throws out a toy
When I was new you wanted me
Now I'm old you no longer see

When a child throws out a toy
Spiteful girl
Hateful boy
When a child throws out a toy

(fades to music box)

Instrumental