Before I went with francs buy Picorettes
Now with euros c'que j'demande they are Nicorettes
The streets of Paris are full of scouts , there's more mopeds
Industrial Darwinism , Minitel internet
The 118618 has replaced 12
And then map Moreno wants to erase the moolah
Time passes, and clears your Radiocom 2000
Your Tam -Tam , your Bi- bop your Tatoo , your thermolactyl
On TV y'avait 5 and then TV6
The film was Bebel , canned Genesis
Gore- tex takes the place of duffle coat
And robots are replacing cosmonauts
As time passes, there are plenty of philosophers, but more philosophy
Fuck the false philosophy , long live philadelphia
Sometimes I think to please 11 November
In my old game Simon , the flying men Folon
Time passes,
Alea Jacta East
We come to Budapest or Gare de l'Est
So Carpe Diem
Because it takes time for people who love
Time passes,
Alea Jacta East
We come to Budapest or Gare de l'Est
So Carpe Diem
At the time of Avon, Herbalife, Amway and Tupperware
Y'avait orange purse Euromarché
The Topset , chewing gum Baraka Treets
Returnable bottles Gévéor , Prefontaine and Pschitt
Merchants colors and street grinders
Time passes since " the sheath 24 hours "
Retro was an option on cars
And winter people throwing buckets of water on the locks
Names come back to me : Pierre Juquin Anicet Le Pors
Desmond Tutu , Françoise Claustre and TASS
Henry Kissinger Benito Craxi
Dulcie September in search of democracy
Anne Marie Pesson for a minute for women
Jacquou Crunchy , Cheri Bibi, Capitaine Flam
Time passes, the pyramids to snap discs
Revox tape , cassettes and vinyl , Compact Discs
Time passes ...
I'm in a future chased by Synarchy
An elite group of 12 executives who manages the world and live in autarky
They picked up our rights and installed the fake democracy
Accuse me of apostasy , militias accomplices they talk of anarchy
But I supported the believer , the cross, the star and crescent
The non - cross, without growing , but growing unrest
They recover the faith, put a 4 by 3 of Christ
Are false evangelists that I love the Antichrist
There satellites if I run collared me
This is Stalag or Gulag , and false confessions in mags
I walk into a class and I stand near the radiator
The troops arrived in force, and I'm facing the gladiators
You see the callico , pronto , I hear the choppers
J'tente not debate me they have a lot of balls in silicones
My retina were analyzed mistaken identity
I ascended the pulpit and then I cry ... FREEDOM ...
So Carpe Diem
Time passes ...
So Carpe Diem ...
