Hey Manu, come to my place, see the struggle
Of those who die of cold, of those who stink of beer
That we offer to our brother, from the first of the month
And too bad if the money doesn't last until the third

Hey Manu, shut up when you put on your airs
Your airs of a little bourgeois who shits on the common people
With your little king face, with your princess face
Who would do better to go back under his mother's skirts

Hey Manu, go home and pack up your hundred bucks
You misunderstood I think about the Place de l'Étoile
The words I had tagged yes like an ideal
Don't cry Manu, it didn't cost you anything

Yeah Manu, go home and go fuck your old lady
France has had enough of being fucked without money
And it's been so long since she's been on the game
That my friend the bill is going to add up, that's for sure

And Manu, get out of here, go suck up to finance
It's time to stop scratching the common people
Go ask Total to pay for the Earth
You'll see it won't make people cry in their cottages

Yeah Manu, go home, it's time for the rebels
It's time my younger brother, yeah to go back to your mother's
It's time to share with the millions who are struggling
It's time yeah to go shake down the billionaire
So that Liberty becomes Solidarity

Friend if it's time fist raised it's sure to hang the banker
To remove the nationality from their CAC 40 of assholes
There it is, the people are in the street, you see how we carry a flag
Army of misery in the fist from the depths of the countryside to the ghettos
Brother if you have to save your bread, I believe when civil is the war
If we have to burn the finance, the guillotine to the shareholders
You saw the popular fire, come to light the great bears
The street that offers itself to the popular rebels comes to rob the stock exchange
When suddenly the Chanel shops, suddenly open to the children of suffering
Friend when there's no need for a credit card to be able to go shopping
Ten thousand arrests normal to keep warm you know
I believe all the little asses hidden in the great kingdom of collaborators
You can put us in jail brother we will be Jean Moulin
And you know it will give us a room to stay warm until tomorrow
And especially keep some money to be able to pay the kid
Something else than eating the nails always from the cross of destiny
And the sellouts talk about Republic with their pathetic faces
Salesman of the great capital cries over a tag Place de l'Étoile
Oh no they are not ashamed these people to suck the dick of the media
Employees of the great financier, enslaver of humanity
When always for ten billionaires, there are always ten million idiots
Who die with their mouths in the toilets who struggle to buy their cigarettes
Yeah when suddenly it's "I accuse" that I see coming down the street
Democracy has sold itself too much sister you gave too much of your ass

Hey Manu, come over to my place, you'll see the state of the plate
At our place we don't eat like kings, it's not a party for the working class
Are you okay? Everything's fine for you? Is the racket still going well?
Damn Manu, don't cry, you know it had to stop
With a good kick in the ass my old man, you'll have to give back the keys
Believe me, France can't stand seeing your face on TV anymore
Little speeches from the corrupt, always, always to bleed us
Damn, get out of here Manu, I think Brigitte's going to cry
Sure, when we come to see you, bitch, yeah, to settle the score
To spank you bare ass, to shove your face in the toilet
So you can feel what it's like to always not make a dime
Yeah, sure, it's not just a drink my friend that you're going to take in the flask
Don't break Manu, it's over, the hostage-taking at the bottom of the ballot boxes
The fear of the big bad wolves to always elect the same balls
That's it, it's time for revolt, and even if we have to bring out the Colt
It's over, I'm getting screwed every second, I'm getting taxed
By the godfathers of the state mafia, by little whores out of the ENA
I'm sure you've placed your bets yeah on the debt of your country
Slaves of the rotten finances, but have you seen the face of France
Democracy dead and buried, blood on the hands of the deputies
To the rape of the arts or tomatoes, carbon or glyphosate
To enrich the intermediary, you have to satisfy the shareholder
To the tear gas and baton blows, to educate the little monkeys
Governments like to hit yeah on worker demonstrations
Treasurer who rackets his people, the little accountant presidents
Little scum of TV shows, just good for raping our children
Monocracy of monarchies, mediocracy, pornocracy
Financials finance the media
Media elect the politician
And the politician screws his people
And the politician screws his people
And the politician screws his people
And the politician screws him
And the people screw the politician
The people screw the politician
And the people screw the politician
And the people screw

Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass

Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass

Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass

Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass
Manu in the ass

Hey Manu go home and pack up your hundred bucks
You misunderstood I think on the Place de l'Etoile
The words I had tagged yes like an ideal
Don't cry Manu, it only cost you a dime

Hey Manu get out of here, you have to let go of your cottage
It's time to go home to walk the grandmother
To return the assembly to the people of workers
It's time to make the toothless who are struggling crunch

Hey Manu get out of here before the arsonist
Turns to burn everything to make misery taste
To all those up there who screw all those down there
Get out of here Manu, yeah Manu get out of here

Yeah Manu go home before it's war
Before the France from below becomes Robespierre
Popular in combat even under the earth
It's time my cadet, yeah to go back to your mother

Hey Manu go home or come pay me my beer
It's time yeah to go bleed the billionaire
Here the France from below here the rebels
You know we won't let go to give back to the popular
When freedom becomes solidarity
When freedom becomes solidarity

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