Tryo j ai un but

Chorus
I have a goal in life
I want to make people envious
Let them observe me and then make them feel old
I want to say to themselves
That they too could perhaps be happy
That they could become grandpas
With joy behind them
For that, I found the solution
A method that eliminates toxins
An old whiff of vitamins
The opposite of factory life
I win the boss
Who would want me to trim
For his actions, his limousine
And I tell myself that the money
Is not a divine glow
I do what I love
With my hands, with my head
I smile at my neighbor all the more
If it bothers him
I choose my hours
Following summer following winter
I take the time to see my mother
To find out how my brothers are doing
From time to time
I start to the other way around
But it's to better come back to earth
I breathe in the fresh air
I treat myself to some food at my grandmother's
I spend time with the future
All these children who know how to tell us
That we adults
We are the worst
That we have more moments to smile
That the leaders who find something to say
When they should get younger
Take us to Afghanistan
And what future for the children?!
I spend time with the past
I like old people!
They have lots of things to tell
Before I was here, what was it like?
All the bullshit
Qu 'they did
Are good to take
For the conquest of a pleasant world
And less stupid
Which goes from 7 to 77
I pay attention to not become too rich
I don't want people to like me for my credit card!
Paribas, France Télécom is not for me
Money escalation
Isn't the world I'm fighting for
I lend a hand to my friends
Those who have plans up their sleeves
I don't live no longer in a cave
There is no hatred in the cohort
We energize ourselves with prose
And we get active during the breaks
We are not not those who propose
We move forward and we dispose
And yes!
I live in a world of music
I prefer that
Than playing politics
I wouldn't like to be in the guy's place
Who sells happiness that doesn't exist
Pacifist without turning the left cheek
Realist with a left-wing tendency
I draw through the kids
Could it be a motto? “A less ugly world!!”
That said, there is human nature
You and I must have hatred
Rejoice when there is joy
And accept a little pain
The goal for you and me
It may be to avoid the refrain!