Lyrics

I don’t want you to think I’m a stand up guy
I just want it out there in the public eye
I just want you to know that I’m rotten inside
I’m a thief, I’m a thug, I’ve got nothing to hide

There are millions of me every century
And I’m vital to hist’ry’s biology
Without me you’ll have nothing to talk about
A revolting world figure you just can’t live without

As a lowlife my profession is secure
A receptacle of your personal manure
And now my parade float awaits you
Cuz I emulate you


Everybody climb aboard my filth tank (X4)

Just direct all your bike towards this cavalcade
I’m the master that’s me in this putrid parade

There ain’t nothing for you if you pay heed to me
But you’ll fume over all my disgusting deeds
And find comfort in your bath of misery
Too much effort t’ignore my effrontery

Chorus (ad infinitum)

(French part)

Il n’y a rien pour vous si vous me donnez trop d’attention
Vous exploserez après tous mes actes déguelasses
Et trouvez le confort dans votre misère
Trop d’effort d’ignorer mon insolence