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Un peu de tendresse

Un peu de tendresse

Every woman has a name

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Alice Cooper

You were so beautiful
Like a child, young and full of life
Seems a hundred years ago
You saw everything
So much more tragedy than good
You even watched the world blow cold

 

And even when your world was shaken
Even when your breath was taken
Even when your blue eyes turned to grey

 

Small town debutantes and queens
Every woman has a name
Cocktail waitresses with dreams
Every woman has a name
And every girl whose loves survives
A broken heart to stay alive
You signed your picture in the frame
Every woman has a name

 

You had your love affair
Some were perfect but most of them were pain
Seems a hundred years ago
It took you to the highest hill
Left you standing frozen in the rain
But you still feel the afterglow

 

And even when your world was shaken
Even when your breath was taken
Even when your blue eyes turned to grey

 

Housewives crying on the phone
Every woman has a name
Sacred sisters all alone
Every woman has a name
And even on the coldest day
When the kids are gone, moved away
It’s lonely now, there’s no one there
To hold your hand and play

 

I see it written on the grave
Every woman has a name

Il faut savoir lâcher-prise…

Il faut savoir lâcher-prise…

 

« Only My Heart Talkin »

 

Anybody’s dream can fall apart
Anybody’s mask can break
Couldn’t tell you how I wanted you
Enough to make you want to stay

I never said the words out loud
I guess I couldn’t get’em straight
Baby, give me one more chance
Before you walk away

It’s only, only, only my heart talkin’
Yeah, it’s only, only, only my heart talkin’
Saying things I never thought I’d say
Can’t you hear me knocking

Tried to fool you but it wouldn’t play
Cuz my heart it’s talkin’, it’s talkin’
Baby, it’s talkin’
Talkin’to you

Every time I take it to the edge
Every time I’m so afraid
Don’t you know I cry my eyes out, babe
Every time you look away

Oh, I almost dropped a tear
But I caught it just in time
I’d say the things you want to hear
If you’d help me, help me, help me try

It’s only, only, only my heart talkin’
Yeah, it’s only, only, only my heart talkin’
Saying things I never thought I’d say
Can’t you hear me knockin’

Tried to fool you but it wouldn’t play
Cuz my heart it’s talkin’, it’s talkin’
Baby, it’s talkin’
Talkin’to you

 

Well, I don’t want to hide away
Hide away without you, baby
Don’t you go and run away
Come on and help me, baby
Just a little help, baby
Oh, my little baby

 

Un reportage à voir absolument

Un reportage à voir absolument

Bonjour tout le monde,

J’espère que vous allez bien et que votre dimanche vous soit agréable. Pour ma part, tout va à merveille. Je me prépare tranquillement pour la prochaine séance de nudité artistique qui aura lieu mercredi le 22 novembre au sein d’un atelier qui se trouve à Montréal.

20171110_105211C’est pour moi un devoir de me préparer de manière convenable afin d’être à mon meilleur pour offrir une prestance digne d’intérêt pour les artistiques tant amateurs que professionnels qui y seront présents. Je m’inspire souvent de mon idole, lequel est nul autre que Alice Cooper, pour élaborer certaines poses et pour me rappeler que l’art peut parfois choquer mais que rien n’est plus choquant de ne pas être authentique. Oui, l’art dérange et il dérange parce qu’il nous force à voir la réalité autrement, à la percevoir avec les yeux de notre cœur, de notre âme, à l’écouter avec les oreilles situées dans les profondeurs de notre être et surtout de outrepasser la barrière des conventions sociales.

Je termine cet article en vous présentant ci-joint dessus un excellent reportage sur la vie et l’oeuvre d’Alice Cooper. Un être authentique qui a su outrepasser les conventions sociales pour démontrer que l’art est avant toute chose une affaire de cœur. Désolé si ledit reportage est dans la langue de Shakespeare. Il vaut, croyez-moi sur parole, le coût de le visionner afin de découvrir l’homme et l’artiste: Un être remarquable qui est et sera mon idole jusqu’à la fin de mes jours.

Merci de m’avoir lu !

RollandJr St-Gelais

Québec (Québec)

Canada

 

 

Une merveille !

« Ballad Of Dwight Fry »

By

Alice Cooper

 

Mommy, where’s daddy?
He’s been gone for so long.
Do you think he’ll ever come home?

 

I was gone for fourteen days
I coulda been gone for more
Held up in the intensive care ward
Lyin’ on the floor

 

I was gone for all those days
But I was not all alone
I made friends with a lot of people
In the danger zone

 

See my lonely life unfold
I see it everyday
See my only mind explode
Since I’ve gone away

 

I think I lost some weight there
And I-I’m sure I need some rest
Sleepin’ don’t come very easy
In a straight white vest

 

Should like to see that little children
She’s only four years old… old
I’d give her back all of her playthings
Even even the ones I stole

 

See my lonely life unfold
I see it everyday
See my lonely mind explode
When I’ve gone insane

 

I wanna get outta here
I wanna get outta here
I-I’ve gotta I’ve gotta get outta here
I-I gotta get out of here

 

I gotta get out of here
I gotta get outta here
I gotta get outta here

 

Ya gotta let me out of here
Let me outta here
I gotta get outta here
I gotta get outta here

 

See my lonely life unfold
I see it everyday
See my only mind explode
Blow up in my face

 

I grabbed my hat and I got my coat
And I-I ran into the street
I saw a man that was choking there
I guess he couldn’t breathe

 

Said to myself this is very strange
I’m glad it wasn’t me
But now I hear those sirens callin’
And so I am not free

 

I didn’t wanna be
I didn’t wanna be
I didn’t wanna be

 

See my lonely life unfold
(I didn’t wanna be
Leave me alone
I didn’t wanna be
Don’t touch me)
See my lonely mind explode
When I’ve gone insane

Stolen Prayer

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Stolen Prayer

Stolen Prayer

By

Alice Cooper

 

I walk the streets alone
On feeble bones I ride
My sins are etched in stone
I got no place to hide
Well, I was unshakable
In what I did believe
I feel so breakable
But have I been deceived

 

You showed me your paradise
And your carnival of souls
But my heart keeps telling me
That ain’t the place to go
Well, I’m not invincible
So I want you to leave
Well, I’m so convinceable
But have I been deceived

I take your words and try them on
Yeah, it’s a perfect fit, boy
You tell me one size fits us all
Yeah, like an old straight jacket
Well, tell me why I’m so afraid
All my words are spoken (3 x’s)
In a stolen prayer

 

I remember yesterday
When things were black and white
Never thought I’d get confused
On what was wrong and right
Well, I’m not unbreakable
With armor on my skin
Well, it’s not unthinkable
I could be fooled again

I take your words and try them on
Yeah, it’s a perfect fit, boy
You tell me one size fits us all
Yeah, like an old straight jacket
Well, tell me why I’m so afraid
All my words are spoken (3 x’s)
In a stolen prayer

 

You steal another minute from my life
You cut a little deeper with your knife
You steal a little breath from my air
And you don’t care
And even though I’m chokin’
All my words are spoken

 

I take your words and try them on
Yeah, it’s a perfect fit, boy
You tell me one size fits us all
Yeah, like an old straight jacket
Take this world and try it on
Man, you’re lookin’ good boy
Stick your neck out on the block
So you won’t miss nothing
Stretch your finger, grab your hair
Don’t you feel like screaming
Feel the blood rush from your veins
Now you’re a perfect zombie

Now I’m down on my knees
All my words are spoken (5 x’s)
In a stolen prayer

By

Alice Cooper