Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Antisocial, artist - Florent Pagny. Album song Panoramas, in the genre Эстрада
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Record label: Capitol Music France
Song language: French
Antisocial(original) |
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale |
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal |
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du métro |
Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas |
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle |
Impossible d’avancer sans ton gilet pare-balles |
Tu voudrais donner des yeux à la justice |
Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices |
Antisocial, tu perds ton sang-froid |
Repense à toutes ces années de service |
Antisocial, bientôt les années de sévices |
Enfin, le temps perdu qu’on ne rattrape plus |
Ecraser les gens est devenu ton passe-temps |
En les éclaboussant, tu deviens gênant |
Dans ton désespoir, il reste un peu d’espoir |
Celui de voir les gens sans fard et moins bâtards |
Mais cesse de faire le point, serre plutôt les poings |
Bouge de ta retraite, ta conduite est trop parfaite |
Relève la gueule, je suis là, t’es pas seul |
Ceux qui hier t’enviaient, aujourd’hui te jugeraient |
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial… |
(translation) |
You work your whole life to pay for your tombstone |
You hide your face reading your newspaper |
You walk like a robot in the corridors of the subway |
People don't touch you, you have to take the first step |
You would like to dialogue without passing the ball |
Impossible to move forward without your bulletproof vest |
You would give eyes to justice |
Impossible to rape this woman full of vices |
Antisocial, you lose your cool |
Think back to all those years of service |
Antisocial, soon the years of abuse |
Finally, the lost time that we no longer make up for |
Crushing people has become your hobby |
By splashing them, you become awkward |
In your despair, there's still a little hope |
That of seeing people unvarnished and less bastards |
But stop taking stock, clench your fists instead |
Get out of your retirement, your driving is too perfect |
Roll up, I'm here, you're not alone |
Those who yesterday envied you, today would judge you |
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial… |