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La Vie En NoirSorry that it took so long to find meI give thanks to you cuz you remind meWhy I only come out here at night.Not to waste your time on this excursionBut the day illuminates perversionSo I'm always hiding from the light.There's so much that you all adoreWhich causes pain I can't ignore...Not anymoreThere's so much I don't want to seeHere's some advice for you and me...Vivre sa vieWords that spell another cartoon caperScribbled down on every scrap of paperMy heart's gone and I don't want it back.Please excuse my childish reservationsI'm uptight but it's self-preservationLayer on another coat of black.There's so much that you all adoreWhich causes pain I can't ignore...Not anymoreThere's so much I don't want to seeHere's some advice for you and me...Vivre sa vieI just want to live my life in peaceBut all day long the torment will not ceaseLet us go our sep'rate ways.I'm a turtle hiding in my shellA scrap of Heaven in your blazing HellHiding out from the sun's
CameronIn the face of danger, Cameron caved faster than a tissue paper umbrella. He'd just come back to base from his dozenth mission - the dozenth mission he'd tackled on pure luck.Cameron hadn't always wanted to be a secret agent. He'd wanted to be - a lumberjack! But that career failed too. Deep down, Cameron was a storyteller and he knew it. He may have very little to his credit in terms of action, but damned if he was going to disappoint his Spaceleague comrades.Once he was safely in the informal setting of the off-boundaries bar, he could let his true talents shine. His buddies, most of whom had been saddled with less illustrious patrol beats, looked at him over their beers and waited expectantly. Roland, a warrior wielding office supplies, had been hastily quieted by a firm nudge to the arm. Too bad. Cameron was silently hoping the rambling tale of bureaucratic policy would have continu