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Uh uh...
They speak those who are no longer
Uh uh...
They have not stopped turning
Everyone needs a yes
Three minutes of complicity
A recipe that relieves your pain
With true stories
A coat in the hostile morning
Someone close to whom to call dad
Or that folder with photos of the Doors
And Clash tapes
Uh uh...
Sing those who are no longer
Uh uh...
They have not stopped turning
I wake up with an intuition
They are the last of an old clan
The old school lost its teacher
And today you have to close
And even if the patio does not have its April
Mist in the middle of the dial
I promise to be the voice of Major Tom
Looking for the signal
Uh uh...
Uh uh...
Uh, let it spin
The emulsion of a scarce treasure
Uh, let it spin
It's Suzanne who's still in charge
Uh, let it spin
Our records are still playing
Uh, let it spin
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