All, Now

You want it all

You want it now

You do what you want all the time

Now, we're sick and tired

Now, you're dealin' at your life with the boogiemen

Entends, la voix sortie des champs de cotons

Si loin des affres consuméristes et de consommation

Loin des esprits enfermés par la contemplation

D'un écran vide de sens menant à la soumission

Entends le malaise monter sous l'encre de nos crayons

Dont l'angle fixe le champ des possibles jusqu'à l'extinction

L'avenir, qu'importe, car trop stressé par ce que nous verrons

Alors le parachute glisse dans la glotte de nos illusions

Si loin de ce que nos parents vécurent à notre âge

Le life style c'est Sex, Drogue, Rock'n Roll et carnage

Ce qu'on veut c'est tout, tout de suite. T'es pas content? Dégage

Qu'attend-t-on pour sortir de ce schéma, scier le barreau de nos cages

Nos dépressions sont peut-être le fruit de l'incompréhension

D'un monde qui cours sur le crâne sans volonté ni visions

C'est l'aliénation du vassal déshumanisé

La liberté n'est que poudre aux yeux pour l'être infantilisé

You want it all

You want it now

You do what you want all the time

Now, we're sick and tired

Now, you're dealin' at your life with the boogiemen

You want it all

You want it now

You do what you want all the time

Now, we're sick and tired

Now, you're dealin' at your life with the boogiemen

Come on little baby

You have to be ready

To lay with me naked I spent all my money

To buy us a journey and a bottle of whiskey

And now, you tellin' me that you ain't gonna stay?

But my body's burnin' 'n my tail feels lonely

Go down on your knees, no, you ain't gonna pray

Stop talkin' baby, except to say that you want it

Your mouth is mine for the next few days

Shut up!

Little baby, it's my turn to talk

For three long hours I was your foolish dog

Now, I want my reward, I want your big white bottom

And your tiny sexy boobs at the end of my tongue

Now, you try to escape but you're my slave and me, Your saviour

I'll try to make you remember the taste of my flavour

It's not over, babe, I want something more

Guess who's knockin' at your backdoor

Well, you try to impress

But you didn't know who was the man you face

It's me, and at the look of your face

Well, I guess that you forgot about your far far ex

After the boogieman, there will be no next

You want it all

You want it now

You do what you want all the time

Now, we're sick and tired

Now, you're dealin' at your life with the boogiemen