Parodie de Nirvana par Weird Al Yankovic ( moins )

larme d'oeil sans hasard. Née de l'émotion pure. ( moins )

jouer avec les doigts un sentiments qui parle de son coeur ( moins )

Une artiste, une chanteuse, une pianiste, une parolière, et une Femme exceptionnelle bref a mon humble avis une déesse... Tori Amos. Load up on guns and Bring your friends Its fun to lose And to pretend Shes over bored And self assured Oh no, I know A dirty word Hello hello hello hello With the lights out its less dangerous Here we are now entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yeah Im worse at what I do best And for this gift I feel blessed Our little group has been And always will be until the end Hello hello hello hello With the lights out its less dangerous Here we are now entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yeah And I forget Just why I taste Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile I found it hard It was hard to find Oh well, whatever Nevermind Hello hello hello hello With the lights out its less dangerous Here we are now entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now entertain us A mulatto An albino A mosquito My libido Yeah, a denial A denial A denial Je t'aime Tori! ( moins )

Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit ( moins )

Wierd Al Yankovic - Smells Like Nirvana ( moins )

Francis Greffard et le groupe...À suivre Bar Tony-Amos 22 et 23 mai-09 ( moins )

Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world She took the midnight train goin anywhere Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit He took the midnight train goin anywhere A singer in a smokey room A smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile they can share the night It goes on and on and on and on Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlight people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night Working hard to get my fill, Everybody wants a thrill Payin anything to roll the dice, Just one more time Some will win, some will lose Some were born to sing the blues Oh, the movie never ends It goes on and on and on and on (chorus) Dont stop believin Hold on to the feelin Streetlight people ( moins )