MONSTERS

Music by Julien vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega

Ladies and gentlemen
Now is the time
Dusk has fallen
And long will be the night

Are you ready? Behold this most
Awful terrifying sight
Dear guests Please welcome...
The monsters!

Monsters
We are monsters
Monsters
Wild monsters

See these ugly faces
The power in their jaws
There’s evil their gazes
And no pity in their claws

Come closer don’t be shy
Chains about their necks do lie
Just watch them do their stuff
Scream when you’ve had enough

Nasty monsters, ugly monsters, freaky monsters, mean monsters!!!

Chorus:
I’m the one they hear but don’t see
They try to break the spirit, but I’m already ghostly
And everybody fear, that’s why they won’t approach me
Won’t approach me

Verse:
Spoken within the graves, floating between the greats
Hope is within my grace,
I stay focused so no Hokus Pokus in the face
I stay poker in the face
Never show my hands cuz there's jokers in the way
And you know I am the ace
Run em over, no blockades
Until the day, that the Ghost is in the driveway
or I’m whipping out the haunted house in the Wraith
Been a hothead like the Ghost rider
But I calmed down and went Keanu
Even the road rocky like a grotto
Others fold like origami
I keep that paper coming in pronto
Art of War - I’m Picasso
The Hitman like I got a barcode
And my soul - is not for sell
But the women gonna want me like some new nails
or a new bag
Treat me like the ghost, yall get the toe tagged
Chorus:
I’m the one they hear but don’t see
They try to break the spirit, but I’m already ghostly
And everybody fear, that’s why they won’t approach me
Won’t approach me

C’est la guerre autour de nous mon amourallez avoue, allez avoue
avoue, que ça te fait du bien
que ça te fait plaisir
qu’on fait ça pour rien
juste pour se faire rugir pour se faire rougir.
et tout et tout et toujours tout
puisque c’est parti, je ne sais où
plus de romantisme
Plus rien comme appui
puisque que c’est parti
c’est la guerre autour de nous mon amour
soudés sous les treillis aux abris
sous la tonnelle de fusils

J’ai planté des narcisses dans tes gerçures
attendant qu’elles fleurissent
je fais des ballots du lierre grimpant sur ta figure
puisque c’est parti, je ne sais où
On a condamné l’ouverture
on voulait voir, éclore le bout du tunnel
de l’aventure
j’ai creusé des tranchées
sous ta bouche pas douée pour les baisers
je te reconnais dans cette trêve
qui te va si bien
drapée dans l’étendard
défendant au glaive
ton petit bout de territoire
mon petit bout de terrain, mon petit bout de terrain
J’ai planté des narcisses dans tes gerçures
attendant qu’elles fleurissent
je fais des ballots du lierre grimpant sur ta figure
puisque c’est parti, je ne sais où
On est vivant mon amour
on est des géants
le reste ne vaut rien
c’est la guerre autour de nous.
et c’est repartis mon amour
les camouflets dissimulés
enseveli, dévasté, par les assauts répétés
on est vivant mon amour
on est des géants
c’est la guerre autour de nous.
avoue que ça te fait du bien

qu’on fait ça pour rien

juste pour se faire rugir pour se faire rougir
Pour se faire rougir.
English translation :
IT'S WAR AROUND US MY LOVE

It's war around us my love

Own up, Own up
it
does
you good, you like it

we do it
to make us
roar,
to
make us
blush
and
all and
everything and always

since it's gone, I do not know where, no
more romance Nothing
to lean on
since it's gone it's war around us my love

Bound
under shelters
trellises
under the rifles

I planted
narcissi
in your chapped lips
waiting for them to bloom

I'm making bales of ivy climbing on your face

since it's gone, I do not know where

We have condemned the opening
we wanted to see,the light at
the end of the tunnel, of the
adventure
I dug trenches under your mouth,
not great
for kisses
I recognize you in this truce which suits you so well

draped in the
banner,
defending with
your
sword your little piece of territory

my little piece of land, my little piece of land

I planted
narcissi
in your chapped lips
waiting for them to bloom

I'm making bales of ivy climbing on your face

since it's gone, I do not know where

We are alive my love
and
we are giants

the rest is worthless,
it's war around us
and it's gone my love,
hidden
insults
buried, devastated, by repeated assaults

We are alive my love
and
we are giants

the rest is worthless,
it's war around us
Own up, Own up
it
does
you good, you like it

we do it
to make us
roar,
to
make us
blush