I don't know what life tells you
Each morning the fever rises
I'm born in a cup of coffee
A well of ginger in a teapot
I love the storm, the great tide,
I love the thunderstorm but certainly not the war
I love when it farts, when it explodes
But not when you wipe the glasses
I don't hold up
I jump everywhere (everywhere, everywhere)
I've got ideas that make bubbles
Full of projects, in capital letters
Even when I sleep, under the pillow
They squeal to wake me up
I don't know how to fully mop up
This flood of light
Besides I love being flooded
The more I'm drenched, the more air I get
I never never get enough
I could swallow the sea
I never never get enough
I've got more than seven bodies to satisfy
I don't hold up
I jump everywhere (everywhere, everywhere)
I've got ideas that make bubbles
Full of projects, in capital letters
Even when I sleep, I'm upside down
And my dreams are full of it all
Do you want some? (*7)
It's useless to get up
In the morning without being breathless
It's useless to live a little
In the mirror of living in pain
I'm guaranteed to get away
My vitamins are overdosed
I'm born in a cup of coffee
In a pot full of Spirulina
I don't hold up
I jump everywhere (everywhere, everywhere)
I've got ideas that make bubbles
Full of projects, in capital letters
Even when I sleep, it jostles
I don't hold up
I jump everywhere (everywhere, everywhere)
I make lots of ideas in capital letters
That make bubbles on the pillow
Even when I sleep, I'm overexited
It shines, it vibrates in my bed
Do you want some? (*3)
I've got some for you!