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[OrelSan - Baise le monde / English Translation]

[Chorus]
New sweat pants, I’m all dressed up, it’s not even a classy night
Just a Saturday night, don’t worry, that’s normal
“No tomorrow” mindset
Everything will be fine as long as my glass is full
Tell the neighbor we’ll never lower the volume
Middle finger to the sky, fuck the world, fuck the world
Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

[Verse 1]
I worked the whole week, thank God, it’s Saturday
Whisky coke in a plastic cup
That will probably end in the Pacific Ocean
Or as toxic particle in the organism
Wait, what the hell am I saying?
Best party, best life
Only models, that’s probably thе Fashion Week
Only models on the edgе of anorexia
Who influenced little girls to sell cosmetics
I never thought I could be invited to select party
Open bar, I take a toast with a big shrimp
Fished by a trawler East of Madagascar
That destroyed the coral reef in its way
So the fishermen don’t have any work
They don’t bring anything to the villagers who have nothing left to eat
Since their shrimps are right before me
Hmm, why do I think about that? It’s not the time
Turn the volume up, turn the volume up while I’m opening the champagne
It’s my favorite song, it talks about killing people
About a guy who cheats death to buy rims
For a SUV that drinks petrol
While pollution kills four million people each year
But, why do I think about that? it’s not the time
[Chorus]
New sweat pants, I’m all dressed up, it’s not even a classy night
Just a Saturday night, don’t worry, that’s normal
“No tomorrow” mindset
Everything will be fine as long as my glass is full
Tell the neighbor we’ll never lower the volume
Middle finger to the sky, fuck the world, fuck the world
Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

[Verse 2]
New week-end, new flow, new sweat pants
I haven’t even removed the tag
“Wow, wow, wow, wow! What’s that? What are those beauty, bro? What are those sweat pants? Where do they come from?”
An Indian paid two euros a day plant a seed
He waters it with chemicals that gives cancer
After six months and a lot of water, like eight thousand liters
It gives one kilogram of cotton that he sends to China
Where it’s sorted, washed, untangled to make threads
In a Chinese factory on the verge of slavery
The cotton threads go to Turkey, it’s spun by women
Horizontal, vertical, it’s called “warp and weft”
Let’s head to Romania, yeah, where women kill themselves to make our clothes, yeah
Two hundred kilometers to the silkscreen printing, yeah
To put the logo of a really rich designer, yeah
Who listens to dudes who paid for a big school
Who think about how they could sell those shits to your children
As they don’t have any idea, they pay a star millions of dollars
To put a poster in the store with his name
I come to the store in the afternoon, I see those fucking sweatpants, there’s a discount
I will brag for cheap
Shit, there’s a guy at the party who has the same, it was not worth it
[Chorus]
New sweat pants, I’m all dressed up, it’s not even a classy night
Just a Saturday night, don’t worry, that’s normal
“No tomorrow” mindset
Everything will be fine as long as my glass is full
Tell the neighbor we’ll never lower the volume
Middle finger to the sky, fuck the world, fuck the world
Fuck the world, fuck the world, fuck the world
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah