Dialogues des Carmélites, FP 159, Act 1 Tableau 1: "Je vois qu'il n'y a heureusement rien de grave" (Le Marquis, Blanche)

歌詞

I just want to rock and be famous And have my fifteen minutes to do some entertaining I'll snort cobwebs and sleep with starlets Everybody's got a dream, mine's to be a harlot Never had one until last year When the last beer of the night was raised I found myself crazed Eying crowds fighting over space Looking all around the sound I faced Was raised fists and applause This thought'd crossed my mind But still I barely paused 'Cause I've mined the grapevine for the motive 'Cause and the sort of laws applied The ride stopped when he said Exactly the same thing as she said Real rap don't be dead, don't be led astray Keep calm and on beat and don't forget to pray Staying street in the gutter, I mutter the butter rhymes All the better to bring out the goods in the tough times The times they change and people they get stranger The best minds of our times are in the gravest danger 'Cause if it's not right then it must be left alone on its own To pursue it due death I was purged when life merged with a bigger head office All about prophets on their lawns they burn crosses In their homes they burn incense to ward off the lawless In this sense an immense force became a colossus Now I'm sitting in an office that I call my room Trying to make enough money to cover the rent And I am absolutely sick of not being a rock star I guess I'm gonna have to give a little more head This is my rap song for everything that's gone wrong That you couldn't keep a lid on and so on and so on I give you one to grow on until I bid you so long You got to be so strong, so c'mon, c'mon Let me take you on journey to back in the day When we used less words, when we had something to say When the words meant more at the shows we'd play Because it was all just fun at the end of the day I remember when we used to play in the grass Didn't have a quest and knew it wouldn't last But must one fail for another to pass? I'm getting credit for the freshness while cutting the class Josh Martinez, I been here the whole time Cramming slam poets into toe jam line by line My sign is the lion and I'm five foot ten I'm always eating all the time but still I'm staying thin And when it's raining staying in and drinking gin And when it's hot I'm out a lot in nature Taking in the sights and nomenclature I'm twenty three years old and I look great naked Gold in my eyes and I think I make it But just as I try to take a bite of the pie It was taken away from I and I don't know why I don't have a piece yet for me to even eat So I'm sitting here trying to kick it clear over this rap beat This is my rap song for everything that's gone wrong That you couldn't keep a lid on and so on and so on I give you one to grow on until I bid you so long You got to be so strong, so c'mon, c'mon Why am I waiting? If I'm not hungry what the fuck is this craving? For more roof raising, amazing giving and taking I'm always doing free shows with no hesitation, frustrated I just want to be appreciated Finally got my shit out on vinyl and I made it And so it was fated, getting faded on soul control Sold a few songs, strung along, paid the toll Records start to sell everybody gets bitter Lets a little glitter gold, get a hold of the soul And this designated hitter wouldn't take one on the chin So we went our separate ways and now I'm out and they in I'm gone with the wind that comes on with the storm That wipes out the farms that leave their lights on You gotta lock your doors Never sure who's gonna show up Throw up those hands If you want to be down If I'm not mistaken, I'm good at what I do I rap my intellect to tap into the tapestry of being true Who said you could steal my club mix? Let the kizzy get bizzy and love it Chicka, chicka, I'm on my shit Deliver live shows too dope to forget I rock five mics on four tracks I'm three albums deep and it all led to this one hit So don't sleep