Aux fins de mois succèdent les fins de droits, aux heures gâchées, l'absence totale de choix. Le soleil se lève quoi qu'il arrive, et plus rien n'arrêtera ta dérive. Le soleil se lève quoi qu'il arrive. Que tu te lèves ou pas. Derrière les portes closes, a**ez de 8.6, de came et d'ordonnances pour tous les retraités d'avant l'heure. Immobiles par anticipation des promesses de récession, ils regardent les flammes de l'incendie
to ends of months succeed the end of social wages, to the wasted hours the total absence of choice. The sun rises whatever happends, and nothing stops your drift. Whether you wake up or not, the world keeps on turning, without you. Behind the shut doors, enough booze, dope and pills for all the early retirees. Keeping still, anticipating the recession promises, they're watching the fire devouring the house
to ends of months succeed the end of social wages, to the wasted hours the total absence of choice. The sun rises whatever happends, and nothing stops your drift. Whether you wake up or not, the world keeps on turning, without you. Behind the shut doors, enough booze, dope and pills for all the early retirees. Keeping still, anticipating the recession promises, they're watching the fire devouring the house