Suicide social [English translation]

Today will be the last day of my existence

The last time I close my eyes

My last silence

I have been searching the solution to this nuisance for a long time

It now appears obvious to me

Finished being a photocopy

Finished with monotony, lobotomy

Today I won't wear my shirt or tie

I won't go to work, I won't shake hands

Farewell to the office workers and their organized lives

If you could fail your life, it would be good for them.

It would take up a little space in their narrow minds

It would comfort them in their mediocrity

Farewell to the chubby representatives

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

Salespeople who smell like aftershave and casserole

Put some mayonnaise on their briefcase, they would eat it

Farewell, farewell old senile accountants

Farewell to the stupid secretaries and their sterile discussions

Farewell to the young newly qualified executives

Who would pile corpses to reach the top

Farewell to all these big CEOs

Try to open your golden parachute when you are thrown out the window

They make money from desperate employees

And pretend to be scared virgins when they go to prisons

All these sons of people

These son of a snobbish bitch

Who share three-quarters of the riches of the world

Farewell to the small business owners

These rednecks gentrified

Who steal days off to pay for their summer vacations

Farewell to workers, these expired products

It's the law of the market, my friend: you're only good to get fired

It will prevent you from fattening your repulsive little daughter

Who will get fucked by a firefighter, who will end up a hairdresser

Farewell to the countryside and its disgusting families

So close to pigs to the point of catching foot-and-mouth disease

All these old women, these gossips who puff each other up

These old cheapskates and their overfrugality

Farewell to this France "profound"

Profoundly stupid, greedy, useless, putrid

It's over, you've been late for a century

Nobody needs your incestuous gangs

Farewell all these pretentious people in the capital city

Who try to prove they are better than you every time they talk to you

All these assholes in advertisements, in finance

In communications, on television, in music, in fashion

These Parisians, never happy, slanderers

Falsely cultivated, barely intelligent

These clones who think they have the monopoly of good taste

Who look at the provinces with a contemptuous eye

Farewell to the southerners brutalized by their scorching sun

Their only goal in life is the third half-time

Friendly (supposedly)

They fuck you with a smile

You can see it in the way they drive

Goodbye these neo-fascists

Who justify their shitty lives by racist ideals

You became neo-Nazis because you had no passion

Instead of playing SS, find an occupation

Farewell the piranhas in their suburbs

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

Who become aggressive when there are 12 of them

Alone, they wouldn't lift the little finger in a thumb wrestle

Farewell the average youths, the worst of all

These faggots can't bear the slightest shock

Farewell the sons of the bourgeoisie

Who have everything but don't know what to do with it

Give them Eden, they'll turn it into a Hell

Farewell all these depressed teachers

You failed your own life, how do you intend to raise my sons?

Farewell to the strikers and their CGT

Who spend less time looking for solutions than for stupid slogans

Who stink of defeat from the sweatpants to the face

Transforming any protest into a village festival

Farewell to the journalists who say what they want to the media

Who would sell their own mothers to take a few more runs

Farewell to the housewife in front of her screen

Ready to swallow the shit that we throw between her teeth

Who doesn't ask questions as long as she consumes

Who is not even surprised anymore when her man hits her

Farewell, these well-meaning associations

These dictators of good conscience

Happy to be wronged

It's the one who will condemn the strongest

Farewell to repressed and overexcited lesbians

Who search in their femininity a reason to exist

Farewell those who live through their sexuality

Dancing on chariots, that is where you find your pride?

These CareBears and their rainbow power

Who would make me believe that being straight is old-fashioned

So... so susceptible

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

Farewell my nation, all these incapable people in the administration

These kings of inaction

With their buildings that make you want to vomit

That are purposely open at hours when no one can come visit

Baaaaaa, all these pathetic sheeple

Change one function in their software, they stop working

With about the same IQ as those filthy cops

Who can not construct a sentence outside their dirty stock answers

Farewell politicians, speaking of them would be wasting my time

The whole system is completely incompetent

Farewell to cults, farewell to religious people

Those who would like to impose rules for me to live better

Farewell the drunks who never return home

Who prefer to get fucked in the ass by the French Lottery

Farewell to the corrupt bankers

The world is theirs

Farewell to all the pigeons who eat in their hand

I understand that I have nothing to do here when I turn on Channel One

Farewell to the France of Josephine Ange-Gardien

Farewell to the hippies whose naivety will change nothing

Farewell to the sadomasochists, the swingers and all these sick people

Farewell to those engaged pseudo-artists

Full of banalities, demagogues in the trachea

Listening to singers who preach morals, it pisses me off.

Try writing good lyrics before preaching

Farewell the little idiots who can only write in abbreviations

Farewell the undocumented, the tramps, all these piles of trash

I hate them !

The athletes, the hooligans in the stadiums

The townspeople, the hillbillies in their stables

The marginalized, the respectable people

The unemployed, the stable jobs, the geniuses, the passable peoples,

From the biggest scoundrel to the Medal of Merit

From the first lady to the last transvestite of the country!