we're the proud nation of the bread where cheap and good wine can be found two world wars are behind us let's not forget proud to be so romantic but our country is ruled by an asshole the worst's how that came from our votes the shame is on us now money, bitches and gold erased the principles of how our grands built our cities forgeting our duties we're on the boat and the captain is not aboard it's a very conservative and hypocrite boat in the end, we're all assholes the worst's how it comes from our laws the shame is on us now money, bitches and gold erased the principles of how our grands built our cities forgeting our duties

we came from the last star wars movie the keith richard of rock’nroll we’re the worst part of the triology that weird kid playin’ alone that’s us hammered on your birthday party the paved way that leads to hell, itunes for the records industry blaming all the shit they sell we're like the rolling stones' thout jagger just like the brian jonstown massacre as useless as symphonic metal with no long hairs and leather clothing at all then what ? we’re like the british rock revival as painfull as a reggae fan talking, discussing peace, spirit and soul we take a frie in your plate ‘thout asking we truely trust in creationism selling blow in the middle of the street prefering metalica over motorhead that R’n’b song' thout any beat we're like the rolling stones' thout jagger just like the brian jonstown massacre as useless as the symphonic metal with no long hairs and leather clothing at all we invented cola in the wiskhy, gave nirvana a chance in the 90’s produced « chinese democracy » we're the spotof the last drop of pee we're like the rolling stones' thout jagger just like the brian jonstown massacre as useless as the symphonic metal with no long hairs and leather clothing at all

I feel alive for the last time Before every best things comes to an end I feel I’m not gonna last the all night Pissed off and blinded throught the faces As my friends carry me the ultimate one The shame won’t let me go (NO NO) I did vomite again The shame won’t let me go (NO NO) No time to shine , i get it freekin started I know I look dumb and alone but there’s no need to shout it The shame won’t let me go (NO NO) I did vomit again The shame won’t let me go (NO NO) I'm standing up for the last time Before this all falls apart again keeping that sinking feeling inside ‘say would you hold my hair again Confort me in this uncertain state As I pray every gods I know For the shame to let me go ‘say won’t you tell my bloody parents That their sixteen sweetheart ‘s not at home Get fucked up one last time For the shame to let her go

waking up with a shotgun in the face reminder of your mistakes try not to suffocate you've to say it's fucking hard and trie to get out of bed had never been so fun. try to stay coordinated to going straight stop acting like it is not destroying you the shame is how you could treat yourself like that o some are so stronger than you do you really deserve this shit you do keep on breathing hang in there on what you see you don't want to fail nomore no remorses anymore this is the ode for the quitter don't you see, your body's on the floor sinking in no water o some are so stronger than you do you really deserve this shit you do

i feel like traped in a cosy space where my life goes 'round and around again. thight with something i can't explain i tried my best to move foward and I walked into those walls i've builded then, showing how scared i've become now. that's why i've become so cold and heartless that's why i get myself apart from others that i've forbiden myself forgivness i'll tell you what i'm all about, so listen my words of distress i'll show you how i feel so far from you right now i feel like traped in a royal chair i'm throwing the pieces of something i can't repair even if i laught at your face i want to know you better but i won't make the first move, you can only be sure of that i'm like judge and executioner, felling both slave and master I feel like crap in a gorgious place where my life goes 'round and around again. thight with all my fears and pains i tried my best to the first move and i smashed my head into those walls again, to get the hell out of that rathole now. that's how i've become so dumb and fearless

Collecting stamps Watching sports games until late Call some friends and family Sign petitions for some rights Reading and writing Painting on the walls Learning, forgettin and then questioning spit, swear, fight conformity and steal that's what i'd consider the best having great sex would also be ideal or just go rehearse with the fellas Taking the bus to dowtown arming the proletariat one undred things to do better than talk to you collecting coins sightseein' would be great goin' find some old cds a DOA would be allright singing while resting while scratching your balls sleeping, getting up, forget about everything

2 am gross talking should going before it starts to ring don't want to shut it off enjoying this last state of sinking into that boosy trap again we watch our debts growing, staring pissed off at the clock we're bringing ourselves down but not matter what, anyhow, i swear to god i'll be back home tonight slowly crawling on the ground we barely heard the sounds. waiting the end of this round ashamed we felt back down into that boosy trap again we watch our debts growing staring pissed off at the clock we're bringing ourselves down.

I'll wait til it finally comes out this poo that makes you cry so high i'll wait til this last tooth grows keep myself always on your sight i'll wait until you have some hair to show you how it's done every moments i should have spent with you i'm gonna making up for lost time every seconds i wanna see you walk get taller every day one day your head may be proportionated wait until the day you will find a way to pee standing up the day you'll write your name the day you will bang your first girlfriend being with you 'til i'm dead i'll wait til it finally comes out those first inintelligible words i swear i'll always pick you up each times that you got hurt a day you'll pee standing up the day you'll write your name the day you will bang your first girlfriend being with you til i'm dead

we're given rules we learned to think we're out of time like all the time we built churches casttles of sand "son, don't bother what's on your mind" and yet never wondered how this happened we keep fucking calm we fornicate with manuals figure a life that would be so fine we have some goals let's procreate buy a bigger house and then pay the rent we find ourselves in the largest competition forgetting how it's like to be strong and we stay optimistic even enthusiastic we can't aford to make a difference and so we buy, and so we fall i feel shamed toward our ancestors we're like questionning all over again

c'mon spit it out tell me he's gorgious i know exactly what you're thinkin' "is he single? (not the one with curly hair) isn't he great at guitar playing?" i know he looks kind and so attractive a lost rockstar from the 90's he has been in a douzen bands so far rocking out he bought like a douzen of great guitars expensive ones multicolored tattoos everywhere he may be the good-looking of the band but still, it's me who write this song!