Ça revient de loin, et c'est toujours aussi bien.
Ma chanson préférée vers 18 ans...

Hunch du défunt groupe Sleeper, la Brit-pop des 90's (soupir)

She's so small
Tiny and crushed up
54, the size of a child

Long pale hair
Her eyes are all red
She's got skin the colour of bread

He's all bald
Crusty and oozing
Got six arms, lips like a frog

Great big hump
Tiny and hunched up
He can't speak, just barks like a dog
Don't come outside with those freakshow eyes
Don't look at me with those freakshow eyes
I'm not like you at all
Don't touch me, you must be crazy

I don't like the shape that you're in
The way you look reminds me of something
It's all because you're nothing like me

Don't come outside with your freakshow eyes
Don't look at me with those freakshow eyes
Just stay inside I'll be safe
Don't come outside I'll feel safe
Don't visit me with your freakshow
I'm not like you at all