Dionysos is a French rock band formed in 1993 in Valence, Drôme; they formed at their lycée. They perform songs in both French and English, and have released six studio albums. They are well known in France for their surrealism and eccentricity.
Their first album, Happening Songs, was self-produced and with entirely English lyrics. With their second album The sun is blue like eggs in Winter (also self-produced) Babet became a member. In 1999, they signed to a major label (the now defunct Trema) and released Haïku which brought the band in to the public eye, mainly thanks to the success of the single "Coccinelle".
The name of the band comes from the ancient Greek god Dionysus, which in French is Dionysos.
There are strong non-musical influences from Tim Burton and Roald Dahl. A lot of the songs are surreal and many feature nonsense lyrics (for example "Surfin Frog"). The albums Monsters in Love and La mécanique du cœur are set in a surreal world full of whimsical monsters and other fantastic characters which Mathias Malzieu has used as a setting for two original comic books. Joann Sfar illustrated the cover art for the comic books as well as the two albums. Sfar's eccentric and humorous brand of fantasy fiction as displayed in the Donjon comic books lends itself easily to the band's fantasy-humor albums.
Ego, I want to let you know.
Ego, I got to let you go.
Ego, Open the window.
And go, where the free wind blows.
Rise,Rise
Can you see me now, I have nothing to hide.
I’m bare and naked, leave it alone or take it.
Where do we go from here, its best to keep our minds clear.
Untie the lies, the truth is on the horizon.
Rise,Rise,Rise, Rise
Soul, Go home
Cleanse, in crystal clear waters
Blessed, by all that you know
And tested, by all that you don’t.
You’re soul born, soul born
You’re soul born, soul born
You’re soul born, soul born
You’re soul born, soul born
these lyrics are from Dionysos (USA)
www.dionysoslovesyou.com
Copyright Dionysos 2008
All this time, rewind.
We dint get here blind, no.
Don’t turn away, don’t look away, don’t walk away
Do you want it to end like this?
Don’t turn away, don’t look away, don’t walk away
We can’t let it end like this
We came to find, a sign.
A reflection of, your.
Your life.
Don’t turn away, don’t look away, don’t walk away
Do you want it to end like this?
Don’t turn away, don’t look away, don’t walk away
We can’t let it end like this
Don’t turn away, don’t look away, don’t walk away
Do you want it to end like this?
Don’t turn away, don’t look away, don’t walk away
We can’t let it end like this
AUM
AUM
AUM
AUM
So many lovely spirits, passed my path today.
I had to stop and think, that maybe things could come, our way.
The walls that reflect the mirror of fears, did fade.
The sleeping eye inside everything, did wake.
DID WAKE
DID WAKE
Loving, caressing, undressing.
A blessing, the tests we seek, are the answers we dream.
Just dream.
I woke up so strange.
I choked up insane.
I breath in the pain.
And release, the free.
FREE
FREE
AUM
AUM
AUM
AUM
these lyrics are from Dionysos (USA)
www.dionysoslovesyou.com
Copyright Dionysos 2008
Screw my longboard trucks and wheals under my coffin.
Put the board with me into my coffin.
With a nice electric wreath into my coffin
and harmonicas...and harmonicas.
Put some letters from England into my coffin.
A little tape with my favorite songs into my coffin
and dress with Molly's shirt into my coffin
and let me tumble down to a nice going down to the sea.
And don't forget to let me books, don't forget to let
me...
And please put some stickers of the Pixies everywhere!
...
Oh when the saints go marching in,
Oh when the saints go marching in,
Oh Lord, I won’t be part of this number,
Oh when the saints go marching in.
Oh when the sun refuses to shine,
Oh when the sun refuses to shine,
Oh Lord, I won’t be part of this number
When the sun refuses to shine
When Gabriel blows in his home
When Gabriel blows in his home
Tell the Lord don’t let me be in the member
When Gabriel blows in his home (all right !)
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number
When the saints go marching in
Oh when the sun refuses to shine
And when the sun refuses to shine
Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number
Oh when the sun refuses to shine
And when the moon turns red to blood
And when the moon turns red to blood
Oh Lord I won’t be part of your number
When the moon turns red to blood
Sometimes that world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I’m waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord I won’t be part of this number
Oh when the saints go marching in
I did acid with Caroline
And we both had a really good time
We talked 'til two in the morning
Playing a record and I showed her some drawings
I did acid with Caroline
And we were one
We climbed on top of the building
And looked out over the city
The night was cool, the wind was blowing
There were dead ... everywhere
Ref.
I did acid with Caroline
with ...??? candles all night long
She showed me strange books of black magic
My head was really spending
Ref.
I did acid with Caroline
And we both had a really good time
We talked 'til two in the morning
Playing a record and I showed her some drawings
Ref.
I put a spell on you
cause youre mine
You better stop the things you do
I aint lyin
No I aint lyin
You know I cant stand it
Youre runnin around
You know better daddy
I cant stand it cause you put me down
I put a spell on you
Because youre mine
Youre mine
I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I dont care
If you dont want me
Im yours right now
You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because youre mine
Screamin' cars are bleaching the stars
I run like an horizontal drop of rain
The bus station cancelled my run
There's crescent-gaz in this woogie-boogie grave
My hat is fat all my dreams are livin' in
I jazz my run to fly over a dog-shit-slalom
My frozen thumb like statue in the sky
I'm in charge of an asshole car orchestra
And I can't believe in you
I'm in charge of an ass-car-crash
It's time to wake up with the light of your skin
Your smile is long like a polar dream
Coldness is far like the polar circle
Now be my polar girl X2
It's time to wake up with the light of your skin
Your smile is long like a fucking polar dream
Coldness is far like the polar circle
Now be my polar girl X2
When I went on the ghost train I met this old girl called
"Brigitte Heim"
I'm the boss of the ghost train and I used to steal skull
from the graves
To make nice decorations in the ghost train
She was scaryer than the ghost train and she wants me to
frihten people, me little me...
If you walk on skull and break something you pay
But I was the king of the ghost train, 'cause all the
people want to see my heart bleeding
I was the king of the ghost pain until the day when the
little fire girl comes to see me
I don't care about scary woman and all her houses full of
emptiness
I don't care about scary woman and all her houses full of
emptiness
'cause the little fire girl of my dreams is sleeping into
my arms now
You're not the king of the ghost train
Fuck you
You're alone with your pretty skull
It's a nice decoration for the ghost train,
If you give me headache you'll pay, if you don't scare
people you'll pay
Pay pay pay pay always pay in her ghost mouth full of
smog
I have, nothing I have to do today.
So ill just travel outside my head and play, all day.
Ill turn my thoughts into birds, and some will fly away.
They make nests and they lay eggs everyday, everyday.
Everyday, oh Everyday,
Everyday
Everyday, oh Everyday,
(Guitar Solo)
I have, nothing I have to fear today.
Cause what I do will only come back to me ten times that way, and that’s ok yea that’s ok.
Ill turn my thoughts into stampeding horses headed our way, our way.
They came from the river; they’ll all begin to say, they’ll say yeah.
Everyday, oh Everyday,
Everyday
Everyday, oh Everyday,
Everyday
Everyday, oh Everyday,
Everyday, today is a new day,
Everyday
Oh Everyday, Everyday
these lyrics are from Dionysos (USA)
www.dionysoslovesyou.com
Copyright Dionysos 2008
Heart Feed-back flavour on the tongue
I bleed like a peeled-skin mandarine
Coca-cola-tears crash near my ears
I let the sea drink its own waves
There's a wave-movie in each apple pie
Ich wache auf und schalte mein Gehirn ein -Klick-,
öffne die Augen weil ich schlief, Fokus negativ.
Blicke konfus umher - Teer, ein Pfeifen in der Lunge,
ein mieser Geschmack auf der Zunge. Junge, Junge!
In meinem wirren Hirn
purzeln Gedanken durcheinander und es schwirren
Erinnerungen Stück für Stück zurück in mein Gedächtnis
Fetzen der Vergangenheit. Das Vermächtnis
der letzten Nacht erwacht, und mir wird langsam aber sicher klar,
als ich mich umsah, was vorher einmal trübe war.
Sehe Liebende und dort welche, die streiten sich,
treffe mich mit Boris und Renz und die begleiten mich
auf meiner Reise ins eigene Ich.
Sich selbst dort zu finden, um dann wieder zu verschwinden.
Wir drei sind hierbei Zuschauer im Theater unsres Lebens,
sehen uns selbst auf der Bühne stehen. Vergebens
versuchen wir, uns selber anzusprechen
doch auf sich selbst zu hören ist eine unsrer Schwächen.
Brechen auf und ergebnislos ab. Dann ziehen wir weiter, wie im Bann voran.
Kann mich umorientieren, neu erkennen.
Wir fangen an zu rennen, denn wenn wir uns selbst schon nicht kennenlernen, dann
wenigstens die Welt.
Erhalten Anworten auf Fragen, die keiner von uns stellt.
Freunde, was kostet die Welt? - eins fünfzig.
Mmh, bezahl ich, ist ja wahrlich günstig.
Wir bestiegen den fliegenden Teppich aus purem Purpur gewoben, ist er mit uns
abgehoben.
Droben stoben wir durch Zeiten und Räume über Felder und Wälder gelber Purzelbäume.
Däumlinge und Riesen priesen einen Tag wie diesen, warme Winde bliesen,
was vermochte die Kerzen in unseren Herzen durch Sünden zu entzünden.
Münden nicht alle Ströme ins Meer? Was bliebe, wär ein Meer voller Liebe.
Der Mond entlohnte uns in kleinen Scheinen
und er lud uns ein auf einen freien Fall durchs All.
Jeder Knall fand seinen Wiederhall, der ihn im Flug zurückschlug, wie einen
Federball.
Quasi die Stasi der Phantasie, in der das Glück verharrte ohne Rückfahrkarte.
Zarte Hände gegen Wände - immer neue Bände des Buches ohne Ende.
Sende mir ein Signal, Einblick in mein Schicksal der magischen Momente Stückzahl,
grad' auf dem Pfad - da, der Himmelserker, zerstört durch Beserker, und uns
beherbergt der Kerker.
Unsere Gedanken waren stärker, rissen alle Mauern ein,
doch uns war klar, dies wird nicht von langer Dauer sein.
Doch wir nutzten den Moment und wir rannten,
wir wußten, wo es lang ging, obwohl wir den Weg nicht kannten.
Ein Blick in die Augen des Anderen - stummes Verstehen -
und dann ist da dieser Bann, der dann die pulsierenden Seelen aneinanderschweißt,
so daß jeder die Gedanken des anderen weiß.
Heiß und Kalt, Schwitzen und Frieren,
während wir auf der Kante des Wahnsinns lang spazieren.
Passieren kann uns nichts und alles, und es existiert kein Plan für den Fall des
Falles.
Doch es existiert auch kein Moment, der zweifelnde Gedanken läßt,
weil die Reisegeschwindigkeit unsere Welten wanken läßt,
faßt jeder nach der Hand des anderen. Ist die Angst schon geringer,
und der Körperkontakt ist Gefühlsüberbringer,
trotzdem ist jeder allein, und es gibt keinen, der die Macht hat, es zu steuern.
Feuer und Eis, alles genießen und ertragen
und selbst Antworten finden auf die Fragen.
Verwirrendes, Entzückendes, Klirrendes, Erdrückendes
alles erlebt, doch die Frage, die bleibt: "Was ist der Traum, was die Wirklichkeit?"
Im an old child, Im a cold child
Im an old child, Im a cold child
Give me the heat me hit me hit me babe
Bury my face with your birdly kisses
Bury my face
My face on my knees
My hand on the breeze
Cut my hands kill me
Yeah lets go dancing
Im an old child, Im a cold child
Give me the heat me eat me eat me babe
Over my body, Im the broken man
All over my body, Im the broken man
Im an old child, Im a cold child
Give me the heat me eat me eat me babe
Bury my face with your birdly kisses
Bury my face
It aint no broken bones
It aint no broken hearts
My face on my knees
My hand on the breeze
Cut my hands kill me
Yeah lets go dancing
It aint no broken bones
It aint no broken arms
Im an old child, Im a cold child
Give me the heat me hit me hit me babe
Bury my face with your birdly kisses
Bury my face
It aint no broken bones
It aint no broken hearts
She is the Liquid Princess, this is the secret of several
old songs
ladybird and sick philharmonic body are all about the
same girl
the little princess with the breast all crashed.
Liquid Princess you can drink her like a little glass of
skin
it will taste like mint, il will taste like me
this is the secret of several old songs.
She is the liquid princess...