Lyrics : Dans les rues de ma villes
Nos voix sont très connus
Plus connu que nos tête parfois c'est deconcertant

Certains nous regarde
Avec un air mefiant
Mais quand ils nous entendent ils sont déjà plus content

We are the bad singer
Nobody hate us, nobody fear us
We are the bad signers
And everybody want to sing with us

Comme vous vous en doutez
nous ne sommes pas très mechant
On a pas vraiment d'interet si ce n'est divertir les passant

Vu que cet interet est nul
vous vous demandez pourquoi
je fais une chanson sur nous alors que nous n'servons a rien

Je vais m'arreter là

(rough translation :
In city steret
Our voice are very famous
More famous than our face it may be baffling

Some people look at us
Suspiciously
But when they hear us they're already happier

We are the bad singer
Nobody hate us, nobody fear us
We are the bad signers
And everybody want to sing with us

As you might expect
we are not very bad
We have no interest if it's not entertaining

Seeing that lack of interest
you may ask yourself
Why i'm making a song about us if we have no use ?

I'll stop here.)

If the whole world's a party
It's a little dead
Like the pale hooker lying on my best friend's bed
He says he didn't mean it but I could care less
I'd help him rob a blind kid, so what's a little mess?
I tell him not to worry, that Paul has a truck
I'm pretty sure he wouldn't mind, he don't give a fuck
See, I need to call him anyway, he owes me 20 bucks
I guess we'll call it even if he brings his truck

So we're rolling down the highway, doing 65
I tell Paul to slow it down, or that body's gonna fly
He looks at me, and I can see his stupid little grin
He's trying to give heart attack to poor little Tim
See, Tim is in back with the body now
He's yelling at Paul and me to slow it down
And suddenly we hit a bump, and my head hit the roof
And out the back the body flies, who fucking knew?

I did Paul, I knew. I literally just told you it was a possibility.

You know, I really needed that twenty bucks Paul, not sure I can call this work even.

Let’s jump off the bridge together
never mind the weather
or that we said we’d never
betray each other

Let’s jump off the bridge together
never mind the weather
or that we said we’d never
Treat each other
like this
with a twist
you’re so pissed
you never been kissed
I made a list
you know the gist
all the reasons why
I’m pounding my fists

My group of people, do they exist?
I cannot find them and so I insist,
to befriend the earth, the plants and the birds, I need only be, and I need no words.

my group of people, they cannot be found,
and so I’ll spend energy covering ground,
experiencing life in different ways,
the force of the wind, the suns gentle rays.

Keep looking keep looking
oh no I’ve stopped that game
too goofy too goofy
most people think I’m lame
I doubt that I’ll ever
be in a squad or gang
a group of likeminded
people with which to hang...

Most people think I’m lame, because I’m not the same..

IDK - 1ST SAMPLE

I started very late and only had about 10 minutes to make this