J'attends

I'm waiting for the oil spill to rise, for the rains to be acidic
For CO2 to suffocate us as the night thickens
I'm waiting for it to be hot in winter like in August
To be comfortable on Earth like a fish in oil
I'm waiting for a bit more electricity in the air
Even if I have to breathe 100% nuclear oxygen
I'm waiting for the city to be clean
For heads to bow and taxis to turn on their AC
Patient living on a drip of hope
I'm waiting for a deluge one evening
Or maybe tomorrow, in the meantime I'm waiting for my dinner to burn
With a headache, a bad look, and no more painkillers
I'm waiting for the bus of willpower
I don't have a ticket, it won't let me on
I smoke my cigarette waiting for cancer
Because I have so much patience I don't know what to do with it

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting

I'm waiting for the Earth to turn to see its dark side
In terms of sound, I don't wait to kick their ass
But for a while now, I've been waiting for no one to find it sad
To see a homeless person dying in his own piss
Developed and supposedly civilized
But we wait for the extreme to pass to mobilize
I expect everything from others and they expect everything from others
Those very ones who expect everything from me
I'm waiting for that show where it's the last one pulling on the stick
Even if I know they're making fun of me inside
Since September, I've been waiting for the 11th for the new episode
And for what I think, I'm waiting to be imprisoned
For what I say, I'm waiting for the chair
And for what I don't do, no discomfort
Since I do nothing and I wait

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting

I'm waiting for my loved ones to die to tell them: I love you very much
And I'm waiting for the same fate up there
I'm waiting while watching these senile old people govern us
I listen to them without ever feeling concerned
I'd like to stop waiting but I remain super zen
I'm waiting for them to choke on their pretzels
I'm neither bling-bling cool-al, nor dread zeb
Selfish, I'm not here for those who want help
I'm waiting for my hand to reach out on its own
Just a moment of doubt
I'm waiting for the last moment to react
I'm waiting to touch the bottom to leave the ship

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting, I'm waiting

I'm waiting