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v a l e n t i n — s i t u 'Lazarus listen' est ce genre de rock ensorcelé par un cuivre énergique, aux paroles (originales de Léo Ferré) scandées par un G.W. Sok tout aussi envoûtant que le morceau ! Superbe...
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lyrics

LAZARUS LISTEN

Now Lazarus, luister, écoute, listen to me: when the clocks will strike their stellar voices and the boulevards no longer hang about the ground, you will be able to stand up in this weird century

Me, I used to sell the Paris-Soir on Babylon Road, when jet-propelled planes wore feathers and shouted soft songs like a concert of mist, down this Orient with their microphone throats

As long as I have breath and ink in my street and the Northern wind to open my veins, a stubborn sea will reign in me and it’ll hold my hand in the rising tide of dreams

Who will speak the passion of the vintage at mass? this red song redder than the reddest meat? who will tell the virginity of our caresses when Jesus passes through our teeth?

Nothing beats the beauty of a misty lay morning when the sun still dozes on a dormitory’s shelf, and the gauze in the plain gets consumed like an incense-grin when the incense burner shakes itself

I live, from today on I am dead in wax, my voice micro-grooves a neglected soil, they read me anywhere on delirium day, at juke-box time when the fairies rave and toil

In the jailed azure lazing under the memory, with Maldoror in one hand and De Sade in for a laugh, I am galvanised gold and I go astray under the diamond head of a fake phonograph

My voice, soon, under the plastic moon when my presumed carcass will have fawned, and the Romeos in the public squares smugly throw the nestled cats lines till dawn

My voice will rock them into the cradles of the pass, make yourself at home and hang your coat, my friend, I am the lost shepherd sniffing for a trace of my sheep, freshly sheared after the newest trend

Life is a barge on which catchy tunes break, tears are the waves, pain is the roll, and sometimes happiness invents foresails... for this tub, which unfurls and folds

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from N​.​O​.​W​.​H​.​E​.​R​.​E, released April 23, 2012
Words by Leo Ferré (1970).
Music by Sok/Démereau/Duscombs/Lafourest.

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G.W. Sok Amsterdam, Netherlands

G.W. Sok co-founded The Ex in 1979 and was their singer and lyricist for 30 years (www.theex.nl). Since 2009 he is involved in various other projects, such as Action Beat (UK), Zoikle (NL), Cannibales & Vahinés (F), King Champion Sounds (UK/NL), Coddiwomple (F), Oiseaux-Tempête (F), L&S (F). And there's some solo stuff as well. ... more

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