Song parody of
L' Enfer des Formes
by Stereolab
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De la même manière,
Que des filles un peu naïves,
On se laisse faire,
Par la tête du pays,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur écartèlement,
Entre émotion et indifférence,
Entre révolte et dérision,
On a le désir, on se dit il faut agir,
Mais cette lâcheté inavouable,
Nous rend bien trop gouvernables,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur écartèlement,
Entre émotion et indifférence,
Entre révolte et dérision,
On s'en va
Hell of forms
In the same manner,
As girls a bit naive,
We are manipulated,
By the head of the country,
We're behaving like cowards,
I'll at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision,
We feel the desire, we tell ourselves we must react,
But this shameful cowardness,
Makes us too easy to be controlled,
We're behaving like cowards,
Ill at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision.
We're going away
De la même manière,
Que des filles un peu naïves,
On se laisse faire,
Par la tête du pays,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur écartèlement,
Entre émotion et indifférence,
Entre révolte et dérision,
On a le désir, on se dit il faut agir,
Mais cette lâcheté inavouable,
Nous rend bien trop gouvernables,
On s'en va comme des poltrons,
Vivant mal leur écartèlement,
Entre émotion et indifférence,
Entre révolte et dérision,
On s'en va
Hell of forms
In the same manner,
As girls a bit naive,
We are manipulated,
By the head of the country,
We're behaving like cowards,
I'll at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision,
We feel the desire, we tell ourselves we must react,
But this shameful cowardness,
Makes us too easy to be controlled,
We're behaving like cowards,
Ill at ease because of the separation,
Between emotion and indifference,
Between revolt and derision.
We're going away