Indochine mexicane syndicate

Yesterday I became a good person
Today, I am a failure, a nothing person
I have become someone a little average
I have become today today too sentimental
Yet yesterday I was a very brilliant person
I arrived working and smiling
I was undoubtedly living in a sort of state of grace
Underemployed in a classy society
Come on, how do we do it, how do we do it
To understand everything that happened
How do I know everything that is wrong
How do I manage to start again
How do I become a social plan again
But it's still a rotten system
Where we're not always well respected
Even if our days seem numbered
There will be a future for our past
But I was truly an honest citizen
Always ready to get back on the straight and narrow path
Today I I'm really in trouble
And no one has done anything and won't do anything for me