Les paroles de la chanson
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Lorde
Bring your own lampshade, somewhere there’s a party
Here it’s never ending, can’t remember when it started
Pass around the lampshade, there’ll be plenty enough room in jail
If being wrong’s a crime, I’m serving forever
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin’ party down the line
Pound the prairie pavement, losing proposition
Quitting school and going to work and never going fishing
Water all around, I never learned how to swim now
If being wrong’s a crime, I’m serving forever
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin’ party down the line
At the swingin’ party down the line
Bring your own lampshade, somewhere there’s a party
Here it’s never ending, can’t remember when it started
Pass around the lampshade, there’ll be plenty enough room in jail
If being wrong’s a crime, I’m serving forever
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin’ party down the line
At the swingin’ party down the line
Here it’s never ending, can’t remember when it started
Pass around the lampshade, there’ll be plenty enough room in jail
If being wrong’s a crime, I’m serving forever
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin’ party down the line
Pound the prairie pavement, losing proposition
Quitting school and going to work and never going fishing
Water all around, I never learned how to swim now
If being wrong’s a crime, I’m serving forever
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin’ party down the line
At the swingin’ party down the line
Bring your own lampshade, somewhere there’s a party
Here it’s never ending, can’t remember when it started
Pass around the lampshade, there’ll be plenty enough room in jail
If being wrong’s a crime, I’m serving forever
If being strong’s your kind, then I need help here with this feather
If being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
At the swingin’ party down the line
At the swingin’ party down the line