Les Chats Noir Lyrics & Chords By The Picturebooks

Restless sinner rest in sin He's got no face to hold him in He fills his days as dark as night He's been waiting with the blind Just to find a place to hide his ghost ...read more

He’s run this town since time begun Like a barrel to the head from a loaded gun He ain’t your friend and he ain’t your foe But take heed now, don’t fuck with joe Takes...read more

I don't feel at home in this generation The ones without a need, they ain't got a reason I've been feeling alone in this generation I've had a realization No one...read more

E' colpa mia se siamo diventati indifferenti Più poveri, più tristi e meno intelligenti E' colpa mia. E' colpa mia che non mi curo delle tue speranze, Forse perché delle...read more

Not much of an incident: A couple of fists in the gut for my troubles. Nothing to write home about: A couple of drinks and a break for the border. When in Rome, remember home is...read more