The name is Palpal
With or without pretext, we celebrate, they call me Palpal
The bastards who don't like me force themselves, I swore Palpal
I don't listen to anything but I can read lips and I read Palpal
In two words Palpal
Hey, hey, hey, hey

A jerk and a good guy in the same body
A "free hugs" sign and a gun in the same trunk
I'll do anything to be loved like
A friend, a lover, an idol or a grocer open at five in the morning
I never give up if I'm still alive
It means I'm the winner of the match (hey)
I want a world with only mirrors (hey)
A radio that only plays my music
You need a savior but me, I just want to have fun
I was already quite egocentric
When I was ten years younger
Don't you want to be a bit more stylish?
I'm tired of talking about myself (Pal)
When the misfortune of others is created
What is the secret that happy men keep? (happy keep)
Mom told me "you have to be discreet" (discreet)
But it's so much better when they look at me (look)
It's so much better when they look at me (look)
Let me do what I want

Or else, I might do it illegally
I didn't take my sedatives
I talk shit and all the Joes love it
My hyperactivity only shocks
Since the Chinese signs on the jogging
It comes from my cells like a Disc Jockey
I can say "I love you" and "I fuck you" in many languages
Influenced by the whole world in my records
We mix and I see people who slander
Inch'Allah, soon we are all mixed
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Follow me if you want to see kind monsters
We don't have green noses, your kebab is not blue
But we've hidden some mushrooms in it
So party with us
The cains-ri would say "come, come, come on"
Only love until death, nirvana in the body like Cobain
To find this crazy world
You need drugs, some died showing it but
If the leaders of this world smoked weed
All wars would stop in two seconds (watch in hand)
BTW, politics can suck my big finger
I'm different even from the people I hang out with
You didn't really think I was like you, did you?
You're obsessed with liquid but you're not Rango
Don't give me the same bullshit your parents swallow
You're high, you're leaving in a gov'
Mix of pills and Whisky, poor thing
You're going to end up like Octave Parango

The name is Palpal
With or without pretext, we celebrate, they call me Palpal
The bastards who don't like me force themselves, I swore Palpal
I don't listen to anything but I can read lips and I read Palpal
In two words Palpal
Hey, hey, hey, hey

A jerk and a good guy in the same body
A love letter and a knife in the same trunk
I'll do everything to be loved like
The doctor who tells you that you're HIV negative
A brother or a superhero
If all intelligent people are sad
I'd rather be a happy fool (hey)
I want a world where everything is free
Society has made me crazy
I recount everything I buy
Since my first McDonald's
I would like to give lessons
But I'm just a simple white guy
It's hard to have the weight of 2Pac
When you have a pale face

Ok, Pal knows how to express himself well, but he has known the life of white trash
This little jerk is proud, sometimes he screams, sometimes he spits
Maybe wealth doesn't make you happy
But believe me, poverty is a river of pain
I forgot my umbrella
I hope it rains dollars

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