I never knew what i was gonna be
somebody saw what i couldnt see
and it did me up now
I never thought i could be worthy of
lovin under the sky above
don't let the wondeful
why does everybody have to fit in
you should feel comfortable in the skin
just like me i am the

souvenir of sadness
melting to the madness
hands where you can feel this
anyone who has this...

stand up! nobody's dryin to save you
speak up! nobody's waiting to see you
wake up! nobody's trying to play you
let me make it then you'll have this
back up! nobody to destroy you
now this! nobody else to be this hard
go this! whatever's wrong with your head
love is my souvenir of sadness

they never knew what i was gonna say
punch me and kick me and drown away
now you know you are so
now look at me what do you have to say
never give up for you anyway
you know who you are so
now look at me what do you have to say
never give up for you anyway
happy child look at that

souvenir of sadness
melting to the madness
hands where you can feel this
anyone who has this...

stand up! nobody's dryin to save you
speak up! nobody's waiting to see you
wake up! nobody's trying to play you
let me make it then you'll have this
back up! nobody to destroy you
now this! nobody else to be this hard
go this! whatever's wrong with your head
love is my souvenir of sadness

souvenir of sadness
melting to the madness
hands where you can feel this
anyone who has this...

stand up! nobody's dryin to save you
speak up! nobody's waiting to see you
wake up! nobody's trying to play you
let me make it then you'll have this
back up! nobody to destroy you
now this! nobody else to be this hard
go this! whatever's wrong with your head
love is my souvenir of sadness

I never knew what I was gonna be
Somebody saw what I couldnt see
And lifted me up now
I never thought I could be worthy of
Lovin under the sky above
Don't let the wonderful
Why does everybody have to fit in
You should feel comfortable in the skin
Does that mean I am the

Souvenir of sadness
Method to the madness
Hands up if you feel this
Anyone who has this...

Stand up! Nobody's dyin' to save you
Speak up! Nobody's waiting to see you
Wake up! Nobody's working to pay you
Let me make it clear you have this
Back then, nobody knew in the school yard
Now then! You have grown up to be this hard
Go then! Walk on this world with your heart scarred
You're the souvenir of sadness

They never knew what I was gonna say
Punch me and kick me and run away
You know who you are so
Now look at me what do you have to say
Never give up for you anyway
You know who you are so
Now look at me what do you have to say
Never give up for you anyway
Happy child look at that

Souvenir of sadness
Method to the madness
Hands up if you feel this
Anyone who has this...

Stand up! Nobody's dyin' to save you
Speak up! Nobody's waiting to see you
Wake up! Nobody's working to pay you
Let me make it clear you have this
Back then, nobody knew in the school yard
Now this! Knew I grown up to be this hard
Go then! Walk on this world with your heart scarred
You're the souvenir of sadness

Souvenir of sadness
Method to the madness
Hands up if you feel this
Anyone who has this...

Stand up! Nobody's dyin' to save you
Speak up! Nobody's waiting to see you
Wake up! Nobody's working to pay you
Let me make it clear you have this
Back then, nobody knew in the school yard
Now this! Knew I grown up to be this hard
Go then! Walk on this world with your heart scarred
You're the souvenir of sadness

This morning, pressed itself into my eyes,
with so much nameless light, I couldn't catch if I tried.
And every device, every device, I had, I used but it's no use.
The distance will get the better of me again.

'Cause every streets got somewhere to take me,
and every stranger's got something to tell me.
I'll take it, or leave it, if I don't, need it.
And I won't take any, won't take any souvenirs.

Broken wide, broken lines direct us,
and highway signs bless us.
And I can't wait, to get lost, get outta here.
It's all money over mind, over matter of miles of nothin', nothing here.

The face is so convincing,
they make you believe, make you believe in nothing.
No I can't see it, and I won't, be it.
And I won't take any, won't take any souvenirs.

I can't wait, I can't wait.
I can't wait, I can't wait.

'Cause every streets got somewhere to take me.
And every stranger's got something to tell me.
I'll take it, or leave it, if I don't need it,
and I won't take any, no I won't take any,
no I won't take any, won't take any souvenirs.

It's my direction
It's my proposal
It's so hard
It's leading me astray

My obsession
It's my creation
You'll understand
It's not important now

All I need is
Co-ordination
I can't imagine
My destination
My intention
Ask my opinion
But no excuse
My feelings still remain

My feelings still remain

I remember meeting you, we were super low. Surrounded by the sounds of saxophones.
And I remember being this close, but never alone. You gave me a little something to take home.
I dropped it on the floor. I dropped it on the floor. Dropped it on the floor. I dropped it

If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key. Names hold key.
If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key. Names hold key.
Souvenir of nothing.

Brought home a souvenir of nothing. It fits into a pocket.
A souvenir a souvenir of nowhere. Somewhere I've never been before.
I dropped it on the floor. I dropped it on the floor. Dropped it on the floor. I dropped it

If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key. Names hold key.
If I can only remember the name that's enough for me because names hold the key. Names hold key.
A souvenir of nothing. A souvenir of nothing.

I remember meeting you, we were super low. Surrounded by the sounds of saxophones.

It's my direction
It's my proposal
It's so hard
It's leading me astray

My obsession
It's my creation
You'll understand
It's not important now

In conversation
In combination
I tell the truth
My feelings still remain

All I need is
Co-ordination
I can't imagine
My destination
My intention
Ask my opinion
But no excuse
My feelings still remain

My feelings still remain

My feelings still remain.

A picture postcard
A folded stub
A program of the play
File away your photographs
Of your holiday

And your mementos
Will turn to dust
But that's the price you pay
For every year's a souvenir
That slowly fades away
Every year's a souvenir
That slowly fades away

Don't ask the question
If you won't like the answer
Get up off your chair
There's nothing for you here

Where the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like souvenirs

Prison color blue
It's a uniform of choice
Count yourself lucky
That you don't write the software

And the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like photographs
They hope you had a good night

Loosen up your tie
Make the viewers cry
I cannot pretend to cry
Memorise by heart
Every single part
There's nothing for you here

Where the guests like souvenirs
They play with you 'till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like souvenirs
They hope you had a good night

C'est pas d'la fiction, c'est pas d'la télé, c'est la réalité

Juste un peu de douceur dans ce monde de brutes
Je rêvais de careses et j'ai reçu des uppercuts
Soyons clair et net, la police nationale
Au lieu de préserver la paix sur moi a bâclé son travail
Je quittais le concert d'AS Dragon, et nous allions
Avec ma miss, l'équipe, parler de mix et de son
Bref la soirée fut bonne, mais dans ma rue
Un contrôle de routine quelque peu farfelu
J'ai peut-être une trop belle voiture
Parce que quand je suis sorti, ils ont pensé: elle est volée c'est sûr
Sans même demander l'assurance ou les papiers du véhicule
Ils m'ont crié dégage, menotté... Ridicule !
Un fonctionnaire a tenté de me balayer
Puis seul il est tombé, énervé, peut-être humilié
J'ai vu la fourgonnette, le poste, la garde à vue
La plainte de la police, des procès-verbaux factices
Genre: j'avais pas de phares, pas de clignotants,
Une allure suspecte, roulais trop lentement
A l'heure où j'écris il me reste des cicatrices
Au dos, au cou, au tibia, à la main, à la cuisse
Puis l'inspection générale des services, l'IGS
Prend mon témoignage la justice fera le reste
A-t-on le droit de falsifier quand on est assermenté
Et ensuite demander que l'uniforme soit respecté
Ils portent des casquettes, comme les mecs qu'ils arrêtent
Mettent des coups de pression, comme les mecs qu'ils arrêtent
Mentent et sont armés, comme les mecs qu'ils arrêtent
Et volent au-dessus des lois, comme les mecs qu'ils arrêtent

Le témoin de la scène était outré
Mais des histoires similaires j'en ai des dizaines à te raconter
Du fond du coeur Peace aux orphelins de la Police
Ainsi qu'à ceux qui entendront ce chant anecdotique
Je ne donne pas tous les détails, je souhaite la concorde
MC Solaar, un beat, une voix, des cordes:
Tout va, tout vient, tout s'en va... Un soupir vient souvent d'un souvenir

When you're fed up shedding too many tears
And you're memories seem like just so many souvenirs
I will come to you to ease the pain

If you want me tell me now
If I can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Everything is gonna come right in the end

When you're crying like a poor little child
And you're feeling like you never could be reconciled
Don't forget a word of what I'm saying

If you want me tell me now
If I can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Everything is is gonna come right in the end

Well, I can hold you too tight
I could never let you go
But that wouldn't be right
So, why don't you let me know (let me know)

Everybody's got a handful of fear
But tomorrow it may only be a souvenir
Of the way it was 'til it went away

If you want me tell me now
If I can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Every little thing is gonna come right in the end

Well, I can hold you too tight
I could never let you go
But that wouldn't be right
So, why don't you let me know (let me know)

If you want me tell me now
If I can be of any help, tell me how
Let me love you like a friend
Every little thing is gonna come right in the end

Souvenir
No, not another souvenir
No, no no, no, souvenir