[Chorus]
My heart wants to celebrate
But I have lead in the head
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
My heart wants to celebrate (that Maxouthenutty what a joker)
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
(From ears to abs that sir's such a nutty)
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
[First verse]
It's me, Maxou the nutty
The stranger in your party* the most famous of your social networks
Who makes the teens think, without being proud of his words
Yes it's me
It's me, Maxou the less funny
The famous undrugged guy screwing up your French
The shaved off guy with ideas full of flushed phrases
Yes it's me
It's me, that give the impression
To be in depression
That paint its humors
With his palette full of colors
That give reasons
To all his derisions
That sooth his ardors
By slaughtering the loudspeakers
In the schoolyards, I'd make musics that will work
Not sure that I'll take off, if I talk about storms
But if I hear you singing them I run, I take off
There it is I open up, decode the rhymes, turn the page
Beyond the body, sharp scenery of these steps
Out of the trunk, set my voice free from its cage
I french-kiss life since my earliest age
And if I leave the Earth, it means that I paddle, not that I swim
[Chorus]
My heart wants to celebrate
But I have lead in the head
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
My heart wants to celebrate
(that Maxouthenutty what a joker)
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
(From ears to abs that sir's such a nutty)
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
[Second verse]
Come on Maxence your songs are nonesense
What's the point of putting you in trance?
You're not so special in the eyes of France
Internet is tremendous, there's such concurrence
They want me to freestyle but I can only sing, they want to disenchant** me
They wanna detonate their voice on my tones
But in the end the fact is that the tone is given
Want me to freestyle but I can only sing, they want to disenchant*me
They wanna detonate their voice on my tones
But in the end the fact is that the tone is given
[Chorus]
My heart wants to celebrate
But I have lead in the head
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
My heart wants to celebrate
But I have lead in the head
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I'll perform on stage, Sunday, has passed