- FUCKITA® -

Music by Toshiyuki Hiraoka 2001, lyrics by Ladzi Galaï, completed March 2004.

Fanx to Leah Meyerhoff from New York & Rusty Nails from Chicago for re-reading, both American film makers, Rusty is a friend of Craig O'Hara, author of the book "the philosophy of punk", and he came to visit us in France, summer 2004, with his friend Leah. These lyrics were originally written in French exept Fuckita and Shim Shop originally written in English, see with original lyrics, and had already been integrate in the Glop! repertoire.

LYRICS - ENGLISH TRANSLATION

1 - We love you Coluche
2 - Come and See
3 - The 11 of the Month
4 - The Abbot Pierre
5 - Birds are Singing
6 - Some People
7 - Marionettes
8 - No pity
9 - Fuckita
10 - Inspire to me
11 - Magazin de Rondelles
12 - Tyran


WE LOVE YOU COLUCHE

Ichi, ni, san, shi (1), we love you Coluche
Go, roku, shichi (2), we love you Coluche
Coluche, we love you when you do your stuff
Coluche, we adore you when you are in the scenery

And all the villainous will vomit their fat
In the gutters of their double ego

Coluche, we love your cream tarts
On the two-pieces ties which make their butter from the beurs
Coluche, we love your fine good stories
Semi-pepper semi-salt, on the wounds of the dreadful ones

And all the patronage will mess up the prey
Of their hidalgos covered with tamago (3)

Ichi, ni, san, shi, we love you Coluche
Go, roku, shichi, we love you Coluche
We voted for you, pay attention to well fool around
On the limited humour of your current idiots/rival candidates

We love you Coluche, the feather in the ass
Of the public cleft/republic, which you made screw it
You and the Abbot Pierre, you make a beautiful pair
Of proud defenders of humanity

(1) One, two, three, four. (2) Five, six, seven. (3) Egg.


COME AND SEE

Thus come and see the snake man
The woman with barb and the trunk man
Come and see the man with three legs
The insane female and the man little runt

Come and see the sausage man
Light a cigarette with his mouth
Come and see the woman without arms
How she's skilful with her feet

"Laugh! Tremble! "
You are in the freak show
"In offending one, it's to offend them all"
In the freak show

Come and see the Siamese sisters
The dwarves in love and the real batman
Come and see the strange creatures
The sword swallower, the eater of fire

"Laugh! Tremble! "
You are in the freak show
"In offending one, it's to offend them all"
In the freak show

Come and see the semi-man semi-woman being
The heap of muscles and the tall mare
Bird of paradise transformed into monster
In crawling and groaning creature

"God takes care of all his children"
In the freak show

"Dirty monsters! You go now! "


THE 11 OF THE MONTH

A heap of religious stupid jerks
But the businessmen are hardly worth better
They invest in big traffics
And sell weapons to the antiques
Are not therefore more modern
In spite of the technology they have
Empty big shots and their holy war of hatred
One believed the holy wars of the past

"The money of terrorism came from where? Oil?
Who buys it and who consumes gasoline? "

The 11 of the month, that goes blow up!
One wonders well in which city
The 11 of the month, it's remade
The whole world will explode

Terrorism is a large shit
Which would like to justify cultures of backward
Fuck yourself in the ass with the bomb
You will have an orgasm, but your people is starving

The 11 of the month, that goes blow up!
One wonders well in which city
The 11 of the month, it's remade
The whole world will explode

Leaders exploit people
It's not an ocean that which will stop them
Always the same ones, which suffer from it
Do they have something to be reproached?

Men, men, always of the men
What about the women's condition?
Remain to the hearth, locked in
Whereas the garden have to be cultivated

"And the boys will follow their dads"

The 11 of the month, that goes blow up!
One wonders well in which city
The 11 of the month, it's remade
The whole world will explode

New York, Madrid, in which it turns?
The empty big shots, did they choose?
Mathematics, empty big shots
The 11 of the month


THE ABBOT PIERRE

The Abbot Pierre is our friend (x2)

During the Second World War
He saved considerable people
Promised to concentration camps
He made them pass frontiers
To hide them in Switzerland and elsewhere
Shielded from the French informers
Collaborators of the Nazis
Disguised as good Frenchies

Men like him one makes no more
If god exists, he's still alive
Men like him…

Then with his big heart, he founded Emmaüs
Help and solidarity with the most stripped, the homeless people
The dregs of this society, which squanders men and women
All its life, he defied human mediocrity

Men like him one makes no more
If god exists, he's still alive
Men like him…

The Abbot Pierre is our friend (x2)

The grandpa the most respected in France continues the combat
With its white beard and its energy, which tends towards infinity

Men like him one hopes more
If god exists, he's still alive
Like the Abbot Pierre


BIRDS ARE SINGING

The birds are singing, it's springtime again
The mice are dancing, there is grain in the attic
The tom cats prowl around, there are slow worms in the meadows
The foxes take care of the poultry trail in freedom

Nature is beautiful, the natural beauty

The owls hoot in the enlightened night
The buzzards and sparrowhawks are worry of the arquebuses
Boars, wild saws, young wild boars on the paths
But the long-eared bats aren't bald-mice

Pokopen (1), ika-natto (2)
Okasan (3), ishiatama (4)

The marmots sharpen their large toothy-pegs on the wood
Chamois climb towards the high tops
The swallows make the beautiful ones, their beauty is natural
Rabbits escape from their hutches towards the burrows

Ippiki-ôkami (5), jitsua (6)
Minasan (7), goasu sensei (8)

(1) Childish word. (2) Food. (3) Mother. (4) Head of Stone. (5) Lone wolf. (6) Engage the one which pronounces it and implies the one which listens; word announcing a serious event or a thorny question. (7) Come all. (8) To be teacher.


SOME PEOPLE

Some people prefer to chuck away their friendships to try to acquire an imaginary power. Some people disown the friendship, which one could carry to them by meanness, by jealousy of what the others achieve. These people are under the heel of the system, adopt contemptuous attitudes, relative to those of the mainstream, up to the point to claim themselves as fringes, and from a point of view of rebellion for the change of poor mentalities of which they, finally, entirely form part. These people are to be felt sorry, but heard complaints that themselves because they are not constructive for general interest, nor even for themselves. These people make the shame of the alternates ones, who work with their heart to the harmony of their relations with the world as much as their personal integrity. They will not hold up in any case the lowness of the human nature and swarm in the cities where they are bound to devour themselves.They would like that the others are interested in them, but don't give a damn of others, under their wishing, secretly, seeing openly, all the misfortune which will make their ruin. But everyone is not easily deceived good a long time on their account and their case, and they will be the first to kick themselves, if any time, one day, they manage to understand and to leave itself, their situation of puppet, of puppet.


MARIONNETTES

Marionnette - Dishonest - Marionnette - Bayonet
Wind vane - peanut - Overall - Marionnette

You're just a puppet not clear,
And your models are free of debts (x2)

A harlequin cretin fades, and changes opinion like a shirt
A reveler, worn of excess, fact feast in the supermarket
A pathetic clown, without corn, mislaid his purse
A puppet full of movies, without string, with barbed wire in his head

You're just a puppet not clear,
And your models are free of debts (x2)

Tomfoolery - Pipsqueak - Pinch-it - Skilful monkey
Punchinello - Dead loss - "Uso, uso… Honto!"

You're just a puppet not clear,
And your models are free of debts (x2)

A guignol full of paracetamol, with a nullity which throws into a panic crowd
A trendy one of my hairy balls, which weakens on music of screws
A pupazzo zero, which is hit-picked, it's equivocal
A hostile comic of cheap junk is made the bloke of joke

You're just a puppet not clear,
And your models are free of debts (x2)

Bragging - Phoney - Entertainer - Swindler
Geezer - Toy buffoon - "Uso, uso… Honto!" (1)

Marionnette - Dishonest - Marionnette - Bayonet
Wind vane - peanut - Overall - Marionnette

(1) But it's not true… It's impossible!


NO PITY

No pity (x4)

You don't have to pay for negative creeps
Crawling in the night with romantic impulses
You don't have to pay for mean depressive girls
Making you pass the desire to live under insulin

No pity (x4)

You have no time to lose to let you involve
In any mess which would like to absorb you
You have no time to lose in plaintive illusions
Nor to hit it off with morbid cells of crisis

What bullshit to be in love!
It is really anything! (x2)

No pity (x4)

What's the use to stick to stunning feelings, which,
No matter what one says some, don't last quite a long time on earth?
What's the use to pass its life to hope for the good encounter
Who stabs you with a knife in the back after the accounts?

What bullshit to be in love!
It is really anything! (x4)


FUCKITA

Viens Fuckita, ouais baise un coup, ouais Fuckita !
Viens Fuckita, ouais baise un coup, ouais Fuckita !

Fourre Fuckita, épouse Paquita

Leur actualité n'est pas la nôtre
Hors de la vue des connards

Viens Fuckita, ouais baise un coup, ouais Fuckita !
Viens Fuckita, ouais baise un coup, ouais Fuckita !

Fourre Fuckita, épouse Paquita, pas à une rencontre télévisée
Fourre Fuckita, épouse Paquita, juste une victime de la télé

Ils ne peuvent que craindre, ils ne vont pas t'aimer
Ils ne veulent que te vomir dessus Fuckita


LE MAGAZIN DE RONDELLES

Le magasin de rondelles me casse les pieds (x2)

Tout semble si beau dans la nuit
Le soleil s'est en allé
Je veux encore vivre sans souffrir
Les jours apparaissent enfin

Le magasin de rondelles me casse les pieds (x4)

Ligne brûlante - cicatrice de peur
Vie trébuchante - verre à nettoyer
Tire le rail - de la veine
Train d'ordures - dans le vain

Le magasin de rondelles me casse les pieds (x4)

Lumières merveilleuses sorties de la frayeur
Des yeux de loup brillent dans la nuit
Visionnaire d'être libre des sous-besoins
De la bienvenue charité

Le magasin de rondelles me casse les pieds (x4)


INSPIRE TO ME

Inspire to me the life, yes darling
Is not finished yet, yes darling
Inspire to me the love, run in the farmyard
Make a turn, let us see the swallows

Pink elephants in the zoo dip their trunks in the brook
Hippopotamuses get high, the fault with the cane of Jane
Fish find themselves tight in the pond on the level of the bridge

Inspire to me, I have faith in you
Inspire to me

Timeless images of the unchanged nature
Universal mirages of deformed truth
Enter the dream brothers, leave the nightmare sisters
Their world is a delusion at the hour of cyclic barbarity

Inspire to me, I have faith in you
Inspire to me

Inspire to me, you, carry the debate
Of what one shares, guarantee, at all the ages
Inspire to me, you see, you the renegade
You inspired to me beautiful days of summer

Why so much disagreement when so much of love presents itself?
Why so much of dilettante when passion misses?
Inspire to me, I have faith in you, you who does all that so well
That we don't know, and who brings joy so much

Inspire to me, I have faith in you
Inspire to me


TYRAN

Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticalialio (x2)

They drive them nuts, these silly sods; our universe is quite different
They seem to see us, to perceive us, but their mirror is a different story

Taken in the trap of civilized forebears
Subjected to their fully screwed hierarchy

Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticalialio (x2)

Question of values? Then theirs are clearly devaluated by it
Objects of laughter and analysis from the non-existent individuals

Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticalialio (x2)

We perceive them like a heap of assholes
Bootlickers and pallid followers

"You do not enter within the framework of our legislation"
"We don't know which label to stick on your skull"
"Hey ! Get stuffed pimp ! Get stuffed crupper!"
"The 'France of Pétain' continues to bear fruit"
"You are concerned ? There is surely tricks not clear in your route"
"Pouêt! I don't care a fig!"

Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticalialio (x2)

Installed well in their offices, on their grounds and in their areas
The pretentious ones, immature; but of course, there is more unhappy!

Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticaliali
Tyrant - Ticalialio (x2)

One prefers being outlawed from society
Than being sat on the same bench as these real tainted