Lyrics

Tonight is the night, you have be ready.
In my mind, I've got a specific idea.
That kind of idea, that's a fantasy.
Keep your wives and kids away.
You went to school, you learned their rules.
You woke up early and you did it like a tool.
Haven't I heard that somewhere before?
Same burden since nineteen ninety-four.
Tired of seeing the same mistakes repeated.
It's not easy to keep up every day.
All these laws made to turn us into slaves.
All those years wasted for a shitty paycheck.
All those goofs who swear by television.
It's a curl, curl, curl … that will never end.
There was a time when our rights were fair.
Now we're losing 'em, step by step.
Strikes are suppressed, laws are passed.
What you gonna hold ? What you gonna do ?
Tired of seeing the same mistakes repeated.
It's not easy to keep up every day.
Written by: Gaël FONDRILLON, Tristan FALLOURD, Vincent SANJUAN
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