I can't find anything from the time before
In my little peasant village
No more café, no more school, classes closed
We are cars, good for the scrap heap

What can I do with my anger (popular)
Without mistaking the adversary?
I have only one weapon to win the war (popular)
I am the majority

We live together, we are married
We were happy but we can't pay anymore
The bourgeois are bigamists, no need for marriage
They pay my wife, for the housework
Yesterday, I took a beating, blows from a stick
In my proletarian peripheral face
I took a lot, they lied to me
I thought the state was kind

What can I do with my anger (popular)
Without mistaking the adversary?
I have only one weapon to win the war (popular)
I am the majority

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They hit the poor, they don't pretend
I have my life, yeah, I'm a little white
But when you're a prole
You get smashed by those up high
Whether we're light or dark
There are no palaces, nor heiresses
We have the class, truly popular
For a single cartridge, we will be hundreds
We will close our mouths when they are full

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What can I do with my anger (popular)
Without mistaking the adversary?
I have only one weapon to win the war (popular)
I am the majority
(Popular)
I have only one weapon to win the war (popular)
I am the majority

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