intro | | | | | | I like nightmares | I like being witless | One for the news flash | Cool eyewitness | | Eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three, it's happening | Gotta be a fucking fool to blame TV | Don't get trapped in | If you're lucky, be the same as me | I like nightmares | Yes, I do | | There's a simple way to die they call it news | | There's a simple way to fly they call it booze | | There's an easy quiet escape, just sleep and cruise | | | It's justifiable rape, they say you choose And I like nightmares I like feeling cheekless Lifting up my lighter Watching life with west '81, '82, '83, it's happening Can we afford strike three Don't trust the captain He's just a boy like me And I like nightmares, yes, I do There's a common way to weep, they say just smoke You can cry yourself to sleep, they say just toke There's a path that never fails, you can't get lost Don't need roads, you're on rails, I'll pay the cost And I like nightmares, yes, I do bridge | | We were wasted, but you're only waylaid once | | What we tasted was a voucher, pay their lunch | We robbed their banks and we took their gold | And our lies in the tank must've sounded old | | But we pleaded | | | I said, "You're honor were not chumps, after all, we only did it once." We like nightmares We taste our fitness All kind of goulash A taint in the midwest '81, '82, '83, it's happening Nothing votes interest free Don't care what it's wrapped in You can be abreast like me | And I like nightmares | Yes, I do | | || I like nightmares

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque une fascination pour les cauchemars et une certaine désillusion face à la réalité. Elle décrit un monde où l'insouciance et le désespoir se mélangent, avec un regard critique sur les médias et les distractions que la société contemporaine propose, comme la télévision et l'alcool. Les paroles soulignent également une quête d'évasion face aux épreuves de la vie, en évoquant des alternatives parfois sombres mais apparemment plus faciles à prendre. Le contexte semble faire écho à une époque marquée par des crises et une perte de repères, où les individus cherchent à se défendre contre la banalité de l'existence par des moyens peu conventionnels. Cette dualité entre l'attrait pour les cauchemars et le désir d'échapper à leur poids révèle une lutte intérieure, avec des allusions à la rébellion et à la futilité des choix que l'on fait.