The Music Never Dies
Play your guitar, silent son
Play it as fast as it comes
Play your cello, little girl
You give your body to the world
Sing a song, dear alien singer
You will be fed in the gutter
Play those keys on your knees
The girl is hiding her disease
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
Beat your drum, my little soldier
March in style, dear cannon fodder
Dress in blood, shoot for the stars
As the horns tear you apart
Dress in blood and crimson scars
Fake your death and crash your car
The cross you raised for all to see
Sold to a Broadway tragedy
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
Comb your hair in cell block two
Lose yourself in Channel Blue
Someone screams to turn it down
But you're the toughest band around
Dance in clubs and fall in bars
Tonight you'll go very far
To the top of the charts
Where beats the darkest sacred heart
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
Play it as fast as it comes
Play your cello, little girl
You give your body to the world
Sing a song, dear alien singer
You will be fed in the gutter
Play those keys on your knees
The girl is hiding her disease
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
Beat your drum, my little soldier
March in style, dear cannon fodder
Dress in blood, shoot for the stars
As the horns tear you apart
Dress in blood and crimson scars
Fake your death and crash your car
The cross you raised for all to see
Sold to a Broadway tragedy
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
Comb your hair in cell block two
Lose yourself in Channel Blue
Someone screams to turn it down
But you're the toughest band around
Dance in clubs and fall in bars
Tonight you'll go very far
To the top of the charts
Where beats the darkest sacred heart
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
I know the music never dies
It breaks against the wall of sound
Its pieces rain down upon our faces
They slice up like a knife
Through our minds and through our thighs
Credits
Writer(s): Taeger Vincent, Arnaud Roulin, Nicolas Ker, Laurent Bardainne, Nicolas Villebrun
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