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Sweet People like You

 

I suppose you do not like the music we play
I suppose you do not like the turn it takes
So let me remind you my privileged friend the privileged time
In which you decided to remain, behind.

Refrain : Sweet people like you

The first period was that of unsatisfaction
When we soon refused the so-called privileged place
For we had come to the same consideration
From too much light comes no reflection
And with our flashlights we started caving
But the progress was so long, hundred yards underground,
Sitting by your tent you began to think
Life was there
A bit of comedy a bit of hurdy-gurdy (ter)
That was your nouvelle vie

Refrain : Sweet people like you

And with our flashlights we started caving
But the progress was so long, hundred yards underground,
Sitting by your tent you began to think
Life was there

But what were you creating, my privileged friend
but your own privileged world (ter)

Are we not right when we live where people live ?

Refrain : Sweet people like you