I don't want to be catapulted
Into something definitive
I don't want to be parachuted
To have my claws cut
I don't want to park my box always at the same place
And don't let me be left on a leash
Cut to the space
It's okay, I know the music
Broom the metric bars
I do wonderful projects
I draw a line
And I say to myself 109 in 95
At ease in 95
109 in 95 all in Paris 109 in 85
cool 96
109 in 95, I want to play with fire
I don't want to be pigeonholed
Like a chestnut
Withdrawn into his bug
For seeing that that bathe
I want to join the dance
Overflow into the margins
Tap in all directions
Rake the tree
It's okay I know the music
From the broom the metric bars
I'm doing wonderful projects
I'm drawing a line
And I say to myself 109 in 95
At ease in 95
109 in 95 all Paris 109 in 85
au cool 96
109 in 95, I want to play with fire
It's okay I know the music
From the broom the metric bars
I make wonderful plans
I draw a line
And I say to myself 109 in 95
At ease in 95
109 in 95 all in Paris 109 in 85
Au cool 96
109 in 95, i want to play with fire, with fire
109 in 95, at ease in 95
109 in 95
109 in 85, cool 96
109 in 95

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