Une grosse tête (1962)

Actors

• Lucien Blondeau (actor)
• Les Chaussettes Noires (actor)
• Eddie Constantine (actor)
• Serge Davri (actor)
• Christian de Tillière (actor)
• Jacques Dhéry (actor)
• Jean Galland (actor)
• Eddy Mitchell (actor)
• Max Montavon (actor)
• Georges Poujouly (actor)
• Nono Zammit (actor)
• Pierre Étaix (actor)
• Geneviève Galéa (actress)
• Bernadette Lafont (actress)
• Alexandra Stewart (actress)

Genres

• Comedy

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Expired - Tony Sly
• Expired - Disillusion
• Expert - Dose Of Adolescence
• Expired - Expire

our pockets are empty
the signal is lost
too many low times
at such a high cost
suddenly walking
no destination plan
the will so hard to hold
slips out of our hands
to much conversation
we're losing our voice
it's justification
for lack of a choice
the penniless preacher
the king of the hill
expired prescription
that we couldn't fill
the trigger is so soft
and easy to squeeze
a miscalculation
missed enormously
a fruitless ambition
it would appear
i know a place that sells pride
not far from here
an aborted mission
that couldn't be saved
awards for submission
so nicely engraved
so perfect the world is
without any view
the smallest of hope is
the biggest excuse
suddenly a change
on expired time
of an empty thought
systematic flaw
in an open wound
that nobody saw
suddenly a change
on expired time
of an empty thought
systematic flaw
in an open wound
that nobody saw
(you're not just telling us what we want to hear?)
(no sir, no way.)
(we came here to hear the truth.)
(then i guess i am telling you what you want to hear.)
(boy, didn't we just tell you not to do that?)
(yes, sir.)

Dismal grin onto still born lust
like a whisper in a thousand other's rut
slow and underestimated, dismissed touch
the ferocious disgust pilfers the frail one's blood.
I miss this seditious revelation of your suns
the fierce intimation, the abandonment for once
But silence girds what regret should smother
for in the end there lies no end in my hands or any other's.
I wish I felt torment
for knowing casts a shade on suns
expired for all moments
a comfort that itself outdoes
Whatever Nothing I feel with no utterance it reigns,
whatever torment prevails, expires me.
Dismal grin to still-born lust like a whisper in a thousand other's rut
slow and underestimated, dismissed touch
the ferocious disgust pilfers the frail one's blood.
I wish I felt torment
for knowing casts a shade on suns
expired for all moments

We could not care less
Go on and play your games
Were built for success
We'll never breathe your name
One thing that you don't know
Is that we've got the power
You're in the dark alone
Now we'll leave your taste so sour
Before I close my eyes
A hundred little lies with you
Before I close my eyes
I will prove it's true
Now listen sweetheart
Please act accordingly
It's hard but act smart
You plastic beauty queen
One thing that you don't know
Is that we've got the power
You're in the dark alone
Now look at yourself you coward
Before I close my eyes
A hundred little lies with you
Before I close my eyes
I will prove it's true
Before I close my eyes
A hundred little lies with you
Before I close my eyes
I will prove it's true
The more you envy my life
A hundred little lies come true
Before I close my eyes

I worked my fingers to the bone just to make myself a
home that never felt like one at all. Well it's a long
fall from grace without a smile on my face. It was just
me and misery. Alone. I missed the ebb and flow of
goodbyes and hellos and the road through a rear view
mirror. Back before I grew tired, secondhand, expired.