Suicide social [English translation]

[Unique verse]

Today will be the last day of my life

The last time I close my eyes, my last silence

I have long searched for the solution to these nuisances

It now seems obvious to me

No more being a photocopy

No more monotony, no more lobotomy

Today, I won't wear my shirt or tie

I won't go to work, I won't give up the leg

Farewell to office workers and their tidy lives

If you could miss yours, it would help them

It would take a little space in their narrow brains

It would reinforce their mediocrity

Farewell to the chubby representatives

Who never drink water, as if they didn't want to get wet

Salespeople who smell like aftershave and cassoulet

Put some mayonnaise on their briefcase: they'd eat it

Goodbye, goodbye old senile accountants

Goodbye the stupid secretaries and their sterile discussions

Farewell to young executives who have just graduated

They would pile up the bodies to get to the top

Goodbye all these great CEOs

Try to open your golden parachute when you get defended

They make their money on desperate employees

And play the frightened virgins when they are sequestered

All these sons of someone, these sons of a snobby slut

Who share three-quarters of the world's wealth

Goodbye to the little bosses, these gentrified beaufs

Who steal TOIL days to pay for their summer holidays

Goodbye workers, these expired products

It's the law of the market, buddy: you're only good at getting fired

It'll keep you from fattening up your ugly kid

Who's gonna get fucked by a fireman, who's gonna end up a hairdresser

Farewell to the countryside and its filthy families

Close to the pig to the point of catching foot-and-mouth disease

All these old ladies, these gossips eating each other

These cheap old men and their savings from candlelight ends

Farewell to this deep France

Deeply stupid, greedy, useless, putrid

It's over, you're a century late

No one needs your incest peoples anymore

Goodbye all those pretentious people in the capital

Trying to prove they're better than you every time they talk to you

All those assholes in advertising, in finance, in com'

In TV, in music, in fashion

These Parisians, never happy, slanderous

False cultured, barely intelligent

These replicators who think they have a monopoly on good taste

Who look at the Province with contemptuous eyes

Goodbye the Southerners, dumbfounded by their scorching sun

Their only goal in life is the third half

Welcoming, supposedly, they fuck you with a smile

You can see it from the way they drive

Farewell to these new fascists

Who justify their shitty lives by racist ideals

Became a neo-Nazi because you had no passion

Instead of playing SS, find an occupation

Goodbye piranhas in their suburbs

Who see no further than the end of their hatred, to the point that they eat each other

Who become aggressive once they are at twelve

Alone, they wouldn't lift a finger in a thumb fight

Farewell to the young average, the worst of all

These baltrucks can't take the slightest jolt

Goodbye to the sons of boroughs who have everything but don't know what to do with it

Give them Eden, they make you a hell

Goodbye all these depressive teachers

You missed your own life, how are you going to raise my sons?

Farewell to strikers and their General Workers' Confederation

Who spend less time looking for solutions than fucked up slogans

Who stink the defeat from the tracksuit to the face

Turn any demonstration into a celebration in the village

Goodbye journalists who make the images say what they want to say

Sell their own mother to sell some prints

Farewell the housewife in front of her screen

Ready to swallow the shit we throw in her face

Who doesn't ask questions as long as she's using

Who's not even surprised to be beaten up by his man anymore

Farewell to these self-righteous associations

These dictators of good conscience

Glad we're hurting them

It is to the one who condemns the strongest

Goodbye repressed lesbians, overexcited

Who seek in their femininity a reason to exist

Goodbye those who live through their sexuality

Dancing on wagons: is that your pride?

The Care Bears and their rainbow power

Who would have me believe that being straight is the old-fashioned way

So... so susceptible.

To prove you're not homophobic, you'll have to suck guys soon

Farewell my Nation

All these incapable in the administrations, these kings of inaction

With their buildings that make you want to vomit

Who open on purpose at times when no one can come

Bêêêh.... All these pathetic sheep

Changes a function in their software, they go into technical unemployment

About the same IQ as those fucking cops

Who don't know how to build a sentence out of their dirty lines

Goodbye politics, talking about it would be a waste of my time

The whole system is completely incompetent

Goodbye sects, goodbye religious

Those who would like to impose rules on me so that I can live better

Goodbye drunks who never go home

Who prefer to be fucked by La Française Des Jeux

Goodbye crooked bankers, the world belongs to them

Goodbye all the pigeons that eat out of their hands

I understand I don't belong here when I plug in the first one.

Farewell France of Joséphine Ange-Gardien

Goodbye hippies, their naivety that won't change anything

Goodbye the SMs, libertines, and all those unhealthy people

Farewell to these committed pseudo-artists

Full of demagogic banalities in the windpipe

Listening to singers lecture me is a pain in the ass

Try to write some good lyrics before you preach it

Goodbye little dumbasses who can only write in short

Goodbye undocumented migrants, tramps, all these piles of garbage

I hate them! Athletes, hooligans in the stadiums

The city dwellers, the hillbillies in their barns

The marginalized, the respectable people

The unemployed, stable jobs, geniuses, fair people

From the greatest scoundrel to the Medal of Merit

From the first lady to the last trans in the country!

*Detonation...*