L'odeur de l'essence [English translation]

(Look) Nostalgia: Lures them with the greatness of a past France that they dreamt of

(Look) The lack of understanding: takes advantage of those seeing their faith denigrated without asking.

(Look) Fear: persuades them that foreigners are going to come into their living rooms to replace them.

(Look) Distress: makes them take risks to survive where we've piled them all up.

(Listen) Paranoia: makes them think we can no longer go out on the street without being in danger.

(Listen) Panic: pushes them to scream that the Earth is dying and nobody gives a shit.

(Listen) Distrust: winds them up, saying we can't eat anything anymore, that we don't even have the right to think anymore.

(Listen) Hate: makes them turn extreme, start fires, set fire to everything

The smell of gas,

The smell of gas,

The smell of gas,

The die have been cast, all our leaders failed

They will be destroyed by the beast they created

Trust died at the same time as respect

What is controlling us? Fear and anxiety

We're self-destructive, looking for an enemy

Some say "this is fucked", others are in denial

Billionares leave (their riches) to their idiotic children

History belongs to those who wrote it

Nobody listens anymore, everyone expresses an opinion

Nobody changes their mind, only pointless debates

Everyone is agitated because everyone is agitated

Only distinct opinions, nothing is ever accurate

No more time to think, tyranny of numbers

12-year old kids whose tweets are quoted by the media

Intelligence sells less than argument

Battle royale, it's everyone for their little team

(Look) fascist jerk, hysterical idiot

(Look) everything is reactionary, everything is systemic

(Look) as soon as an idiot does something bad

In a way, the entire world becomes sensitive

(Look) the culprits are the old victims

The cycle of evil never ends

Everything is worsening, everything is cyclic

No solutions, only criticism

Everyone is sensitive (sensitive), everything is sensitive (sensitive)

Everyone is on the defensive (sensitive)

Sensitive topic, sentive person (sensitive)

Sensitive (sensitive)

Sensitive (sensitive)

Sensitive (sensitive)

Sensitive (sensitive), everything is sensitive (sensitive)

Everyone is on the defensive (sensitive)

Sensitive topic, sentive person (sensitive, sensitive, sensitive)

Everyone is fucking everyone, wants to do a conga line

Every other discussion, it's someone who's complaining

While the rest of the world is suffering so we can live well

Parents hit the booze, it's the children who pay the price

Car accidents, domestic violence

Alcohol is always the root of evil

Nothing fills more hospitals and courts

One does not accept that their an alcoholic, it's tiresome to speak ill of it

We take idiots, give them weapons

Call it "justice", be surprised by the tragedy

Caught in an infernal vortex

We treat evil with evil and the media loves it

Only various facts, Poule renard vipère*

Either you're for or you're against, everything is binary

The publicity seekers flirt with the extremes

Since idiots became the experts

Surrounded by idiots, The Mongol Empire**

We act like idiots to please idiots

We're going to fall like the Mongols

Like the Egyptians, like the Romans, like the Mayans, like the Greeks

We need to reboot, we need to reset

We no longer believe anything, everything is deepfake

Facing the unknown in rejection

Mix of fear, hate, and sadness

Our objections, our dilemmas

Corrupt, i was born in the system

Nobody is moving in the same direction, everything is inert

We only see one single form of wealth

Taking money from people, it's stealing, except when it's business

Generation Z, because it's the last one

It clearly shows that we haven't known war

All the elderly people vote, they're going to choose our future

Grandma votes for Marine, she has three years to live

Fascist Youtubers, subsersive pseudonym

Look what happens when we censor artists

Nothing ever progresses, many are radicalized

Missing the mark and they get lost in the Nostalgia

For a time where others were already nostalgic

For a time where others were already nostalgic

For a time where others were already nostalgic

For a time where-, uh, fuck, the

Sheep just want a charismatic leader

No empathy, everything is hierarchical

School only teaches you individualism

We teach you how to make money, not friends

If the president wins half the vote

That means two-thirds of France did not want it

No need to know what the Senate is

To see that the old rich people make the laws, uh

Nobody likes the rich until they become one of them

Then they stash their money or freak out about losing it

So many shitty jobs, pretending to do it

How many jobs serve only to satisfy our bosses

Fed by judgment, fed by clichés

Even though we don't even know how to feed ourselves, we destroy eachother

We don't know how to handle our emotions so we hide them

Don't know how to handle our relationships so we ruin them

We don't accept who we are so we are cowards

We never forgive eachother in a world where nothing is deleted

We spit on one another, we don't know how to live together

We fight eachother to be at the front of a plane that's going straight towards the

Crash