Do you feel?
In the city, high far away
In the social network, animal
You live in the jungle
And look for a place
When daylight sickens you
But the street light crosses your mind
And when the night is falling you feel your throat tightening
Do you feel the weird feeling that you have
When you come home
Away from the city looks
And then you pace around so you decide to go out
You take the lift and in Saint-Denis street
You fall on a hooker who tells you :
Well you
What the fuck are you doing here?
Come here my boy
It's not the first time I see you there
Why do you spend all your nights drinking?
Wandering in the streets at 3 am
From bars to afters to nightclubs
Always the same stories
Always the same nights
And you put on your leather jacket
The glasses, the boots that scrape the ground
You take the lift and there, you piss against a wall
For you the night will be sleepless
You sink into the streets of tragic Paris
Made from Starnight and gin tonic
When I hurtle at midnight in the district, tell me
Are you getting ready to go out under the threats from the city
Are you looking for love? With me
Do you feel the sensations?
Don't look so far
The answer is here in the bottom of your glass
When you realise
There is nothing less to say and nothing less to do
No exit in the space
And you think about life as you think about death
You go from love to hate
So, to kill your time
You fall asleep, and when you woke up
That's where you sink
In the streets of Paris, in Strasbourg-Saint-Denis
In transgenital night
People around look at you, miscreants
But you keep going on your way
True to yourself
In leather jacket and glasses
In black leather jacket
And you keep going on your way laughing of yourself
You're hurting yourself in the infernal vortex
Interminable and it's not a pretty sight
But when you throw up in the basin
You see the light deep inside your head
Like a neon in a dark shit
And then you remember that you have way more street cred
Than all of these shitholes
Who stare at you, look hard at you
Like a weirdo among the weirdos