Mon style en Crrr : traduction de Français vers Anglais
His need for revenge
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Don't mess with the crew or we'll smash your jug
We have a barren skull, trepanned from the cradle
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Those who spit on us are rats
Go spit on "Aguès méléra" instead
But I like the electric guitar
I like it, it's serious, it gives a thrill
I like the "cricri" it makes when it spits
I like when it gets angry like in a trash band
A big thing that stains, kind of rips
Something that chews, blows its nose and spits again
So don't mess with the crew or we'll smash your jug
We have a barren skull, trepanned from the cradle
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Don't mess with the crew or we'll smash your jug
We have a barren skull, trepanned from the cradle
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Those who spit on us are rats
Go spit on "Aguès méléra" instead
Thus do the little puppets
People bang their heads, we pick them up with a wheelbarrow
Liters of Jet 27 are poured out
The track soaked like after a heavy rain
I like things that spit, kind of clear the bronchi
Things that cut you, kind of assault your face
That scratch like a dirty frip and fat like a fry
Don't mess with the crew or we'll nail you like the flu
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Don't mess with the crew or we'll smash your jug
We have a barren skull, trepanned from the cradle
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Those who spit on us are rats
Go spit on "Aguès méléra" instead
Yeah, I make art like others slaughter a pig
I go at it with a machete, I'll continue until death
People annoy me to death
People who judge people at first sight are wrong
Artists do their promo without taking risks
They all come back every three years for a new round
My new concept featuring with Priscilla
It pulses at the campsite between Alizée and Madonna
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Don't mess with the crew or we'll smash your jug
We have a barren skull, trepanned from the cradle
Don't you feel well?
My style in Crrr (come party)
Are there any who like head-scratching puzzles without rhyme or reason?
Those who spit on us are rats
Go spit on Hélène Ségarra instead