I have, a heart for the party
But I have lead in my head
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
I have a heart for the party (this Maxou the clown what a great joker)
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
(From ears to abs this gentleman what a nutcase)
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed

It's me, Maxou the clown
The unknown of your network the most known of networks
Who resonates with teenagers without being proud of his words

Yes it's me

It's me, Maxou the least funny
The buzzed non-stoned ruining your French
The shaved with ideas dosed with rinsed phrases

Yes it's me

It's me, who gives the impression
Of being in depression
Who paints his moods
From his palette full of colors

Who gives reasons
To all his derisions
Who heals his ardors
By massacring the loudspeakers

In schoolyards, I'll make music that works
Not sure I'll take off, if I talk about storm
But if I hear you sing them I run, I take off
That's it I deliver decode the rhymes, turn the page

Beyond the body, abrupt decor of these steps
Outside the chest, free my voice from its cage
I've been making out with life since my young age
And if I leave Earth it's because I'm not just swimming

I have, a heart for the party
But I have lead in my head
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
I have a heart for the party (this Maxou the clown what a great joker)
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
(From ears to abs this gentleman what a nutcase)
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed

Go ahead Maxence your songs make no sense
What's the point of you going into a trance
You're not that incredible in the eyes of France
Internet is immense, there's competition

They want me to kick but I only know how to sing, they want to make me lose heart
They want, to detonate their voice on my tones
But the end result is that the tone is set

They want me to kick but I only know how to sing, they want to make me lose heart
They want, to detonate their voice on my tones
But the end result is that the tone is set

I have, a heart for the party
But I have lead in my head
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
The heart in the head
Knives in the socks
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
I have a heart for the party (this Maxou the clown what a great joker)
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed
(From ears to abs this gentleman what a nutcase)
Tonight I will hold the stage, Sunday, has passed

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