Divers
À ceux qui auraient des doutes, je rappelle :
Un soldat qui agresse un civil est un terroriste
Un civil qui agresse un soldat est un résistant
Un soldat qui agresse un soldat est guerrier
Un civil qui agresse un civil est souvent un imbécile.
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Je précise pour les idiots, un civil qui agresse sans raison un soldat est aussi un imbécile …
I’ve got a bike, you can ride it if you like
It’s got a basket, a bell that rings
And things to make it look good
I’d give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things
I’ve got a cloak, it’s a bit of a joke
There’s a tear in the front, it’s red and black
I’ve had it for months
I’d give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things
I’ve got a mouse, and he hasn’t got a house
I don’t know why I call him Gerald
He’s getting rather old, but he’s a good mouse
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things
I’ve got a clan of gingerbread men
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish, they’re on the dish
You’re the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I’ll give you anything, everything if you want things
I know a room of musical tunes
Some are hockey, some are mockey
Even the old ice-cream van is jangling
Let’s go into the other room and make them work
Syd Barrett
The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw all-around
Didn’t care
He stood in a field where barley grows
His head-stone is green with mossy as they come
And he stood in the wind as a mousing wind blew
Didn’t care
He stood in a field where barley grows
Black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
But now he’s resigned to his fate
‘Cause life’s not unkind, he doesn’t mind
He stood in a field where barley grows
Syd Barrett
