À L'orée des Bois Songtext
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We carried up a 24, we brought it to the third floor, it was like lifting a bull
Close the windows looking out over Parc Avenue
'Cause we don't need no soccer fans getting on the record
And the heat in here is something fierce and I swear it's making us see double
We woke up today and I thought I was yesterday
Summer months keep rolling by and we'd like to try to finish it by wintertime
What once was a monster is now a friend of mine
'Cause we want to make this life into a living
Saint-Jean-Baptiste is gonna eat us all alive
Oh my, The Woodman's on the phone and Nic is up on the calendar
Close the windows looking out over Parc Avenue
'Cause we don't need no soccer fans getting on the record
And the heat in here is something fierce and I swear it's making us see double
We woke up today and I thought I was yesterday
Summer months keep rolling by and we'd like to try to finish it by wintertime
What once was a monster is now a friend of mine
'Cause we want to make this life into a living
Saint-Jean-Baptiste is gonna eat us all alive
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