The original title came with a pun as in French, ben also means “well”. A terrible pun I know, still better than “hunk” which sounded a bit too clichéd and somewhat redundant. Anyway, words are useless where a picture speaks for itself. So I won't expand on the topic and let you enjoy the view. No wonder all of a sudden the heat went up — no surprise though, it's summertime after all!
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Is our secret safe tonight?
And are we out of sight?
Or will our world come tumbling down?
Will they find our hiding place?
Is this our last embrace?
Or will the walls start caving in
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
But it should've been right
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
Let our hearts ignite
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
Are we digging a hole?
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
This is out of control
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
It could never last
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
Must erase it fast
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
But it could've been right
(It could be wrong, could be)
Love is our resistance
They keep us apart and they won't stop breaking us down
And hold me, our lips must always be sealed
If we live our life in fear
I'll wait a thousand years
Just to see you smile again
Quell your prayers for love and peace
You'll wake the thought police
We can hide the truth inside
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
But it should've been right
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
Let our hearts ignite
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
Are we digging a hole?
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
This is out of control
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
It could never last
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
Must erase it fast
(It could be wrong, could be wrong)
But it could've been right
(It could be wrong, could be)
Love is our resistance!
They keep us apart and won't stop breaking us down
And hold me, our lips must always be sealed
The night has reached its end
We can't pretend
We must run
We must run
It's time to run
Take us away from here
Protect us from further harm
Resistance!
Original text by MATT BELLAMY
Arise, children of Apathy,
The glimmer of hope has shone!
Against us the old narrative
Ignore restless scavengers
Ignore restless scavengers...
To souls, Earth denizens,
Dispel any delusion,
Let's march, let's march!
Let our pure hearts
Beat as one!†
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You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know that you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright
You say you got a real solution
Well, you know
We'd all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know
We're all doing what we can
But if you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell you is brother you have to wait
Don't you know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright, al...
You say you'll change the constitution
Well, you know
We all want to change your head
You tell me it's the institution
Well, you know
You'd better free your mind instead
But if you go carrying pictures of Chairman Mao
You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow
Don't you know know it's gonna be alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Original text by JOHN LENNON
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Another digital scrap page using a cut-out picture I took of Miss Kimi on a lawn chair (I happen to “catsit” her when her owners are away on vacation). A charming acrobat who literally drives all the tomcats in the neighbourhood crazy!
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When Indochine decided to experiment with classical music, they came up with this sweet, delicate, and delightful instrumental piece which may come as a surprise to many — at least to those who didn't know the original band (of which singer Nicola Sirkis is the only founding member left) or only through mainstream media coverage. "La Bûddha Affaire" is the splendid opening track of what was and will always be to me their best album — that is the strongly deplored 7000 Danses released in 1987; many were displeased with it because of its richest arrangements, its rockier accents using proper drums instead of machines, and its smarter lyrics. In one word: it didn't sound commercial enough to the uneducated ears of the time.
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He plays the harmonica... but he also plays the trigger. Cheyenne, Once Upon a Time in the West Lost in the Caribbean, in pursuit o...
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