Jamais content [English translation]

She tells me that I'm always whining,

that I'm like a little kid who would

no longer love his games, his life, his mom.

She says that I'm always whining,

that I'm really mean, too hard to please.

Really mean, too hard to please.

Back then already my parents

wanted me to act charming

among some friends of my granddad's,

some pharmacists, some lawyers

who found me really vulgar, very common.

Really vulgar, very common.

Then I was forcibly drafted

in the paratroopers at Pau1.

They wanted me to fall from planes

hanging from a mushroom.

I squarely told them "No, bad plane2!"

Squarely told them "No, bad plane!"

I ran away to England where

I acted the Frenchman super lover.

I died my hair and eyebrows

to darken my hue, to look manly.

Completely stupid, can't find my style.

Completely stupid, can't find my style.

I got the blues while

writing songs on my bed.

Ghostwriting for lousy singers.

I had to say "France", "American".

It really got at me, disgusted me.

Really got at me, disgusted me.

Them property developers crooks wanted me

to take tea money, playing the straw man

to build thier blue carboard community flats

for little boys to gamble on them3.

I simply set fire to them: serves them right!

Simply set fire to them: serves them right!

She tells me that I'm always whining,

that I'm like a little kid who would

no longer love his games, his life, his mom.

She says that I'm always whining,

that I'm really mean, too hard to please.

Really mean, too hard to please.

1. some town in Southwestern France2. sounds like a little kid3. I don't really know what he's alluding to here