L'idole Des Connes
Sexy Sushi
The Idol of Idiots
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
I'm looking for the one who could be mine
And how do I find her?
Among all these bitches,
Which one could actually fuck well?
And in the night, I slip
From concert to concert
Scoping out the crowd, the horizon
The asses and the tits
And without any cash, secretly, I hope
That a junkie will make me some offers
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni...
People call me the idol of idiots
People call me the idol of idiots...
I'm a shitty star
Who doesn't get played on the radio
At my concerts, it's hell
We burn the owners
No chance of breaking through
In these conditions
All I have left,
Is you, my only satisfaction
I'll have to get used to it
Since that's my status
Idol of idiots to bear
It's not an easy gig
But I know what to expect
We don't do the superfluous
You are my favorite idiots
Pretty little creatures
Pretty little creatures
Pretty little creatures...
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni
People call me the idol of idiots
Some even cut themselves
But who among you, or me, are we?
The biggest idiot is surely Carla Bruni...
