Mauvais Sang

Bad Blood

Mauvais Sang

Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!
Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!
Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!

Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!
Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!

I know the colorJe connais la couleur
Of days of bad bloodDes jours de mauvais sang
And the sweet painEt la douce douleur
Of an us that's a hundred years oldD'un nous qui a cent ans

Don't call me a jerk!!!Don't call me a bigot!!!

I know the dustJe connais la poussière
That invades your skullQui envahit ton crâne
When even the lightLorsque même la lumière
Doesn't cross your soulNe traverse pas ton âme
The mood of your speechesL'humeur de tes discours
When night fallsQuand arrive la nuit
And your court takes shapeEt que forme ta cour
Of imaginary friendsD'imaginaires amis

Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!
Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!
Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!

I know the colorJe connais la couleur
Of days of bad bloodDes jours de mauvais sang
And the sweet painEt la douce douleur
Of an us that's a hundred years oldD'un nous qui a cent ans
I know the dustJe connais la poussière
That invades your skullQui envahit ton crâne
When even the lightLorsque même la lumière
Doesn't cross your soulNe traverse pas ton âme

Don't call me a jerk!Don't call me a bigot!

I know the colorJe connais la couleur
Of days of bad bloodDes jours de mauvais sang