Let's go, it's the party, let's go, it's my party
Go make your plan on the comet
Put on the turbo, I have it under the hood, it's great
Go you thugs, faster, rush rush
Frantic soothing, my phreatic tablecloth
Still some drilling
If it isn't rage, it's love
The love
Like a thief at the fair, petroleum
Sell my gold bars, I sneer
The ground is a black hole, nothing in the skull
Take my gold bars, I give it
Makes us euros, zeros, billions
And go off on my pavement
Yes, make the court full of dollars
The tide is black, it's black
Yes, take all what's left, that they bury for me, that they bought me
Yes, take all what's left, yes those which they gave me
Go dig, in every direction
All my condolences, I die
Like a thief at the fair, petroleum
Sell my gold bars, I sneer
The ground is a black hole, nothing in the skull
Take my gold bars, I give it
And make, make lunatics
Holes, little holes in my drilled heart
Pass the sound wall, in cars, on planes
Where your hearts are, your hearts, those sad motors without reaction
And give me the death, yes give my the bad
And me all, yes all
Go put my in the line
And kill me without Mobil, without Mobil
See how your head turns
When my head falls
Go dig our tomb, yes our tomb
What did the people make me?
Sinful, world at the rubber, at the rubber
Like a thief at the fair, petroleum
Sell my gold bars, I sneer
The ground is a black hole, nothing in the skull
Take my gold bars, I leave
I leave