Music

Music

Jacky Lakrichi

It has to smell like sweat or fresh air

It's better to look like you don't care

It has to roll under the zinc under my chick

It has to impress in the depression

Unhealthy clumsy people progress, they rush

They rush into the street without any restraint

It has to work easy rhyme

It has to rock you, too bad for the stones

The amps rumble, the bass resonates

A chord flies away and everything abandons itself

And when misery dances under the neon lights

I get lost, I get lost in the sound

it's my only rebellion

[oh... Come, challenge the night]

Rock life is a cerebral luxury under Linux

And now the angelus is purgatory without penalty

Exuberant extortionists, entrepreneurs enterprising

Shattering frustrations you lose among the losers

The walls rise, the voices die out

They sell us wind in a loop, in a chain

But our choruses hit in the veins

A cry of hope that no law slows down

The amps rumble, the bass resonates

A chord flies away and everything abandons itself

And when misery dances under the neon lights

I get lost, I get lost in the sound

it's my only rebellion

[oh... Come, challenge the night]

Too many lies, too much violence

We want notes not silence

Too much profit, too much contempt

We want voices that defy the night

[Oh... Come challenge the night]

.........

She lights up the street, she breaks the laws

A shiver of chords and everything will change

Each vibration guides my steps

When music dances, dances in me

Too many lies, too much violence

We want notes not silence

Too much profit, too much contempt

We want voices that defy the night

From deep blues to electric rock sounds

Each chorus tells a little of our story

Blues, rock, Jazz, whatever the rhythm

It's a light that shines in the dark

[Oh........ Come, challenge the night]

[oh... Come challenge the night]

[Challenge... the night]