Lyrics:

Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale,
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal,
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du metro,
Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas,
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle,
Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle.
Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice
Imposssible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.

Antisocial, tu pers ton sang froid.
Repense a toutes ces annees de service.
Antisocial, bientot les annees de sevices,
Enfin le temps perdu qu'on ne rattrape plus.

Ecraser les gens est devenu ton passe-temps.
En les eclaboussant, tu deviens genant.
Dans ton desespoir, il reste un peu d'espoir
Celui de voir les gens sans fard et moins batards.
Mais cesse de faire le point, serre plutot les poings,
Bouge de ta retraite, ta conduite est trop parfaite
Releve la gueule, je suis la, t'es pas seul
Ceux qui t'enviaient, aujourd'hui te jugeraient.

Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale,
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal,
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du metro,
Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas,
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle,
Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle.
Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice
Imposssible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial



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You bump your life to pay your gravestone.
Thou masks your face by reading your newspaper
Thou wilt such a robot in the metro corridors
People do not affect you, must be the first step
Would you like to chat without returning the ball
Cannot move forward without thy barrier-ball vest.
Would you like to give eyes a justice
Imposssible violate this full of defects woman.

Anti-social, you pers your cold blood.
Rethink has all these years of service.
Anti-social, until the years of services.
Finally the time lost it grabs more.

Overwrite people became your hobbies.
In eclaboussant, you become genant.
In your desespoir, it remains a little hope
To see people without fard and less batards.
But stops to make the point, greenhouse rather fists.
Moves of your retirement, your conduct is too perfect
Observes the hangover, I am, you're not alone
Those who envied you today consider you.

You bump your life to pay your gravestone.
Thou masks your face by reading your newspaper
Thou wilt such a robot in the metro corridors
People do not affect you, must be the first step
Would you like to chat without returning the ball
Cannot move forward without thy barrier-ball vest.
Would you like to give eyes a justice
Imposssible violate this full of defects woman.
Anti-social, anti-social, anti-social, antisocial