[Intro]
- Well you play your playback, huh, you already know ...
- Oh, oh shit ... shit ... oh ... shocked ... I'm sure we can make the whole clip in one take; If we do it, we're geniuses from hell ... oh shit ... (NQNT2) ... oh ... oh shit, oh ...
[Verse 1]
Five and a half o' clock in the morning, I have little eyes, I'm in trouble
The whole RER's gonna look at me, I know that well in advance
When I'm too high, I feel like pussy, just when they scans me for my joint
You know, the one I was smoking when I was already high
Oh my, oh my God I was so high
Fortunately the sound engineer didn't try to make me sing, finally
Fortunately the sound engineer was high, more than high as well
He is so hardcore, this bastard
[Bridge]
Oh ... oh shit ... NQNT2
Oh ... oh shit ...
[Chorus]
I'm bored in the studio (oh ... oh shit, oh ...)
I'm bored in the studio (shit, shit, huh ... oh shit)
I'm bored in the studio (oh ... oh shit, oh ...)
I'm bored in the studio
I'm recording in a former libertine club, so
Sometimes in the booth, I hear voices singing:
"Valentin, Va-Valentin, Valentin, Valentin
You're going to record, fucking dumb fool?! "
Ah yeah, I forgot the basic slogan
We fuck your mother in the studio
I take on so much praise, I'm good in the dressing room
I work, you're taking notes, I'm masturbating in the toilets
[Verse 2]
I'm bored in the studio but, it's okay, there are people passing by
It's probably even worse, they're not Gandhi or nice guys
They're bandits with big sluts and big muggies
Slut, tell me why you're staying here (slut), slut, tell me why you don't throw your fucking buttocks from there (slut, slut)
You're going to end up naked on the stairs (slut, slut)
Those who'll fuck you was already fucking when you weren't even born
You fucking slut, it's Vald to the mic (slut, slut)
I hope you weren't promised because it's compromised
And you won't even be produced (slut)
And you won't even be produced (slut)
And don't even touch my French fries
[Chorus]
I'm bored in the studio (oh ... oh shit, oh ...)
I'm bored in the studio (shit, shit, huh ... oh shit)
I'm bored in the studio (oh ... oh shit, oh ...)
I'm bored in the studio
I'm recording in a former libertine club, so
Sometimes in the booth, I hear voices singing:
"Valentin, Va-Valentin, Valentin, Valentin
You're going to record, fucking dumb fool?! "
Ah yeah, I forgot the basic slogan
We fuck your mother in the studio
I take on so much praise, I'm good in the dressing room
I work, you're taking notes, I'm masturbating in the toilets