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…the Stress” (© ppdubé in T.T.R-M’s first album:2012)

So it use to be our home, with roof and basement, with farm and garden all around, now it’s diseases and medicines, and the worst is coming, the good times are gone:  what do we feel now ?

The madness, the sickness, the stress…

This stoned  naked engine will follow its wanderings, sucked by the winds. The big blue has lost all its color now: Mother Hearth doesn’t feed her children no more.

The madness, the sickness, the stress, of loosing our head, oh! scared to death of dying of fear !

The madness, the sickness, the stress…

Shall it hurt, shall it pain? At the end of the edge, we are dying to ask: what will happen next? oh! loosing our head, oh oh, scared to death of dying of fear: the madness, the sickness, the stress of loosing our head, oh oh scared to death of dying of fear : the madness, the sickness, the stress…

bart daems

Digital version by Bart Daems :http://bartdaems.com
illustrations by Bart Daems  http://bartdaems.com 

be patient to load PDF file : 55p.french (2006) :

un Tas de Choses à Faire / a Lot of Things to Do / tantas Coisas para Fazer

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