(Luc Plamondon/Aldo Nova/Marty Simon)
Come'on baby, write me a song
At least answer the telephone
I know well your occupation
Favorite... it's to have fun
But me I need my song
All my telephone lines are ringing
I'm booked for the television
In all promotion shows
What will I do
If I haven't my song
What will I look like?
Hello!
I promise them a number one
I'm in studio tomorrow morning
Write me words that sound
Words that resound
Write me words that give
A meaning to my music
Write me words that sound
Words that reason
Write me words that hit
On the tonic accent
Write me words
Write me words
Write me words that sound
I can go hold your hand
Making you a double expresso- oh!
You must finish it before tomorrow
If not, my planning falls in the water (is over)
Give me at least the idea of the refrain
I must make a video - oh!
You can talk about anything and nothing
As long as I have my scenario
Give me just one hour
Of your inspiration
Think about your royalties
Oh! oh!
I must climb at least to the Top Ten
You must think AM-FM
Write me words that sound
Words that resound
Write me words that give
A meaning to my music
Write me words that sound
Words that reason
Write me words right on
With the rhythmics
Write me words
Write me words
Write me words that sound
Write me lines
That swing like Sting's
That sound
Like Jackson's
Words that rhyme
Words that think
And balance
Words that say
What you would, you
If you had my voice
Write me words that dance
Write me words that sound
Write me words that sound
Words that resound
Write me words that give
A meaning to my music
Write me words that sound
Words that reason
Write me words that hit
On the tonic accent
Write me words that sound
Write me words that sound right on
It must be a number one
It must be fun
Write me words
Write me words
Write me words that sound
(Luc Plamondon/Michel Berger)
My head is exploding
I would only want to sleep
Lay on the asphalt And let myself die
Stone
The world is stone
I'm looking for the sun
In the middle of the night
I don't know if it's the Earth
That turn the wrong way
Or if it's myself
Who's making cinema
Stone
The world is stone
I don't wanna fight anymore
I don't wanna run anymore
Like all these robots
Who build empires
That wind can destroy
Like house of cards
Stone
The world is stone
I'm looking for the sun
In the middle of the night...
Let me struggle
Don't come assist me
Come to kill me instead
To prevent me from suffering
My head is exploding
I would only want to sleep
Lay on the asphalt
And let myself die
And let myself die
(Luc Plamondon/François Cousineau)
Chorus I need a man I need a boyfriend
I need a man
I don't need my dad nor my mom
I need a boyfriend
I don't need a husband nor a brother
I need a boyfriend
I need a man
I need a boyfriend
I don't need a devil nor a god
I need a boyfriend
Like I need water, air and fire
I need a boyfriend
I tought I could live without men
But when I'm crazy about one
It's always all new, all beautiful
I don't need my dad nor my mom
I need a boyfriend
As I need the sun and the sea
I need a boyfriend
I need a man
I need a boyfriend
I don't need champaign and chocolate
I need a boyfriend
As I need rock'n roll and salsa
I need a boyfriend
For me all road lead to men
I always fall in the same trap
But each time I'm thrown back higher
I don't need my dad nor my mom
I need a boyfriend
Spring, summer, fall and winter
I need a boyfriend
I need a man
I need a boyfriend
I need
I need
I need
A boyfriend
(Luc Plamondon / Germain Gauthier)
Just like his father
The little Jean-Pierre
Was a fan
A Superman fan
He collected
All the cartoons
Where he could se his hero
Fly like a bird
Jean-Pierre should have had eight years yeasterday
And his parent were very proud of him
That they decided to do
For his birthday
A short trip to New York
Superman's town
In their hotel room
On Waldorf's fiftieth floor
The view was so beautiful
That their first evening
They spent it looking
At Manhattan's lights
The day after
They have walked on Broadway
Hand in hand
Like in a fairytale
And in a store
Where we sell everything and nothing
Jean-Pierre had his father buy him
A Superman costume
On this same night
He wanted to wear it
As pijama
To be able to dream better
But when his parents
Were asleep
All beside him in the large bed
He stood up without a noise
He opened the window
And when he saw
Manhattan's lights
He wanted to fly out
In the starry night
Like a bird soaring
It's exactly yesterday
That we buried
Jean-Pierre
Superman's son
(Luc Plamondon/Romano Masumarra)
The future is planetary
There are six billion humans on Earth
But everyone lives his live alone
Everyone has his habits
Everyone has his certitudes
And love is the worst of solitudes
When I'm indefferent about the Universe
When I don't feel like doing anything
When life puts me to sleep like a soporific
I invented the formula
That beats out all the pills
Even if it makes me look like a sumnambulist
I d-d-d-dance in my head
I d-d-d-dance in my head
I d-d-d-dance in my head
Even if I'm standing in the subway
Even if I'm sitting at my desk
Every day the same words
The same robot moves
There's something to become insane
What do you think about that?
There's really something to become insane
But I don't care
I d-d-d-dance in my head
I d-d-d-dance in my head
I d-d-d-dance in my head
What ever we do or what ever we say
From everywhere they stallite us
They watch us, they compute us
By seeing it so much
I begin to wonder
If my head won't swallow me
Outside neon tubes turn on
All right!
I prefer to watch the moon
All night...
Laid naked on my bed
In the night's heat
Police sirens
Howl like wolves
I would like as Alice
To fall in a big hole...
I d-d-d-dance in my head
I d-d-d-dance in my head
I d-d-d-dance in my head
(Eddy Marnay / Michel Berger)
I'm doing well in my business
I'm doing well in my love affairs
I change secretary often
I have my office on top of a tower
From where I see the town upside down
From where I control my universe
I spend half my life in the air
Between New York and Singapore
I always travel in first (class)
I have my second home
In all the Hilton's on Earth
I can't accept misery
I'm not happy, but I look like I am
I lost humour sense
Since I got the business sense
I succeeded and I'm proud of it
In fact I have only one regret
It's not what I wanted to do
I wanted to be an artist
To be able to do my show
When the airplane touches the ground
In Rotterdam or Rio
I wanted to be a singer
To be able to shout who I am
I wanted to be an author
To be able to create my life
I wanted to be an actor
So every day I would change my skin
And to find myself beautifull
On a big color screen
I wanted to be an artist
To be able to be an anarchist
And live like a... millionaire
I wanted to be an artiste
To have the world to do again
To be able to tell why I exist
(Luc Plamondon/Germain Gauthier)
She was born in the street
We believed in her story
She exposed her soul
Like today's rock stars
He carreer was her life
And even if you're shocked
If Piaf was living today
He "Vie en rose" would be rock
And even her "Hymne à l'amour"
Would sound to today's taste
Piaf would sing rock
She would live today
With her era
Piaf would sing rock
She would be too
Under the impact
Of the rock music
She would live at maximum
Her passions as well as her songs
And when she was in love with a man
The whole universe knew his name
You who are chasing her shout
Put your watches back on time
If Piaf would live today
Her "Cri du coeur" would be rocker
She would howl at full sound
Her "Homme à la moto"
Piaf would sing rock
She would live today
With her era
Piaf would sing rock
She would be too
Under the impact
Of the rock music
(Luc Plamondon/Michel Berger)
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I'm crazy about him
He's a boy like no others
But I love him, it's not my fault
Even if I know
That he will never love me
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I'm crazy about him
The first time I saw him
I jumped on him on the street
I simply told him
That I wanted him
It was four o'clock in the morning
I was alone and I needed
To talk to someone
He told me: come take a coffee
And we told each other lives
We laughed, and we cried
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
He's my only friend
In his head there's only music
He sells discs in a boutique
We could say he's living in another galaxy
Every night, he take me dancing
In very very cheerful places
Where he has lots of friends
Yes, I know, he likes boys
I should reason myself
Trying to forget him... but
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I'm crazy about him
He's a boy like no others
But I love him, it's not my fault
Even if I know
That he will never love me
(Luc Plamondon/Erown)
What's the use
Of having
The universe at my feet
If alone
Tonight
In my room in L.A.
I would like to have
Someone I love
Someone to give to
Someone who loves me
With whom all share
Someone I love
Someone to talk to
Someone who loves me
To whom I could at least give a call
All these thousands
Of arms
Stretched towards me
To share
The love
They give me every night
I would like to have
Someone I love
Someone to give to
Someone who loves me
With whom all share
Someone I love
Someone to talk to
Someone who loves me
To whom I could at least give a call
Alone facing my mirror
Not easy
To face
The truth
Deep in my eyes
I'm not
The little girl
I was
When closes again every night
The book of my fairytale
I would like to have
Someone I love
Someone to give to
Someone who loves me
With whom all share
Someone I love
Someone to talk to
Someone who loves me
To whom I could at least give a call
(Luc Plamondon/Michel Berger)
We sleep ones against the others
We live ones against the others
We caress each other, we cajole each other
We understand each other, we comfort each other
But at the end of it
We realize
We're always alone in the world
We dance ones against the others
We run ones against the others
We hate each other, we tear each other apart
We destroy each other, we want each other
But at the end of it
We realize
We're always alone in the world
We sleep ones against the others
We live ones against the others
We caress each other, we cajole each other
We understand each other, we comfort each other
But at the end of it
We realize
We're always alone in the world
But at the end of it
We realize
We're always alone in the world
(Luc Plamondon/Germain Gauthier)
As every morning
The sun rises up
Between the buildings
Around seven and a half o'clock
I open my window
Always the same man jogging!
I dress
I make up
I swallow a large black coffee
My glasses
My briefcase
Compulsory accessories
The mirrors
Of the corridor
Reproduce my silhouette
The elevator
Frightens me
At every floor, my heart stops ...
Give me
Give me some oxygen
Give me some oxygen
In a schoolyard
A kid playing
With a green ball
Suddenly put
His hand at his neck
While falling on the ground, smothered by the air
At noon
And a half
Another large black coffee
I only eat
An orange
To be able to hold on till the evening
4
I lay down
A moment
Legs up in the air
I inhale
And exhale
In a mechanical way...
Give me
Give me some oxygen
Give me some oxygen...
In an ambulance
Crossing the city
At two hundreds per hour
We bring to the emergency
A motionless man
With a battery instead of a heart
All the week
I struggle
From nine o'clock till five o'clock
The traffic
Panics me
When I drive at night
The parking
Of the building
Always has the same smell
Entering
In the appartment
I turn on my air conditioner
Give me
Give me some oxygen
Give me some oxygen...
(Luc Plamondon/Richard Cocciante)
When I fall asleep against your body
Then I don't have any doubt
Love still exists
All my years of confusion
All, I would give them all
To anchor myself to your port
The solitude I fear
Which is watching me at the end of my route
I will kick it out
To love you once for all
To love you at any price
Despite that sickness that runs
And kills the love
When I fall asleep against your body
Then I don't have any doubt
Love still exists
Love still exists
We were not on the same side
But after all we don't care
If we're right or wrong
The world is leaded by insanes
My love it depends only on us
To love ourselves harder
Beyond violence
Beyond madness
Despite the bombs falling
Everywhere around the world
When I fall asleep against your body
Then I don't have any doubt
Love still exists
Love still exists
Love still exists...
To love you once for all
To love you at any price
Despite that sickness that runs
And kills the love
When I fall asleep against your body
Then I don't have any doubt
Love still exists
