Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Polyester môme, artist - Pleymo. Date of issue: 26.10.2003
Song language: French
Polyester môme(original) |
| Retour au bercail en pleine poque anorak ! |
| Bol-coupe, mon froque, mon chandail |
| Un pull-over flanqu d’un pelle tarte col |
| Tssss ! |
| l’animal est anim, d’une me qui fane sans luminosit |
| L’enfant blas dot d’un? |
| il clair est -il surdou? |
| N programm pour tout cramer, gnration d’agits |
| Son cerveau n’a pas de faille il envisage le monde adulte |
| Stock le choc et les dtails des images que les grands occultent |
| Tssss ! |
| l’angelot est habit d’un savoir hors de porte |
| En lui rsonne le dsir d’une rvolution djante ! |
| N programm pour tout cramer, gnration d’agits |
| Polyester m’me |
| On ne le flatte pas on rit de lui |
| La diffrence inquite les gosses btes |
| Qui se payent sa tte par jalousie il en ptit et le mal se reflte |
| L’incube est en danger, clair ! |
| pour les visions qui lui incombent |
| Rock est un m’me en bombe mais doit rester poli et s' taire |
| N programm pour tout cramer, gnration d’agits |
| Polyester m’me |
| La vie coule lancinante, et doucement il s’encimente |
| L’atrophie l’aimante, gentiment il djante. |
| Balbutiements de penses, tu souffres de pas assez |
| Un gouffre panser, sentiments dus au pass |
| Dpasss seront ceux qui refusent de tracer |
| D’avancer de marcher, de vouloir surpasser |
| Dpasss seront ceux qui ne pensent qu' eux |
| Qui n’coutent que les faits qui n’exaucent pas leurs veux |
| Dpasss seront ceux qui se cachent et qui cachent |
| Des milliards de dollars sous plumards et qui crachent |
| Dpasss seront les ttes de lard persuads d’tre bons |
| Ces gens qui s’la ptent et qui s’enttent dans l’art |
| Polyester m’me |
| N programm pour tout cramer / gnration d’agits |
| Polyester m’me |
| Poli et s' taire, m’me |
| (translation) |
| Back home in the middle of anorak era! |
| Bowl-coupe, my frock, my sweater |
| A sweater flanked by a scoop tart collar |
| Tssss! |
| the animal is animated, with a soul that fades without luminosity |
| The blas child dot a? |
| is he clear surdou? |
| N programmed to burn everything, generation of agit |
| His brain has no flaws he considers the adult world |
| Stores the shock and detail of images that grown-ups hide |
| Tssss! |
| the cherub is dressed in knowledge out of reach |
| In him resonates the desire for a crazy revolution! |
| N programmed to burn everything, generation of agit |
| Polyester same |
| We don't flatter him we laugh at him |
| The difference worries the silly kids |
| Who make fun of themselves out of jealousy, it does and the evil is reflected |
| The incubus is in danger, clear! |
| for the visions that fall to him |
| Rock is a bomb meme but must be polite and shut up |
| N programmed to burn everything, generation of agit |
| Polyester same |
| Life flows hauntingly, and slowly it cements itself |
| Atrophy magnetizes him, gently he jerks. |
| Stammering thoughts, you suffer from not enough |
| A chasm to heal, feelings due to the past |
| Passed by will be those who refuse to trace |
| To advance to walk, to want to surpass |
| Passed by will be those who only think of themselves |
| Who only listen to the facts that do not fulfill their wishes |
| Exceeded will be those who hide and hide |
| Billions of dollars under pillows and spitting |
| Outgrown will be the fatheads persuaded to be good |
| These people who care and who get along in art |
| Polyester same |
| No programmed for all burning / generation of agit |
| Polyester same |
| Polite and shut up, even |