
Ludwig Von 88 – 77 Lyrics
Artist: Ludwig Von 88
Song: 77
Où étais-tu en 77 ?
Le punk est mort, que vas-tu faire ?
Traîner la rue, traîné dans la gerbe
Pour quelques canettes de bières !
Déambuler comme un zombie dans la rue
Comater rebout, vautrer comme un porc !
La tête coller dans un sac Prisu
Vomissant tes tripes, comme un rat mort !
Te laisseras-tu, abuser comme un nabot ?
Par les fascistes et les bourgeois ?
Toi qui hier répendait le chaos, au rythme du Keupon
Dеstroy
Il est grand tant de faire la révolution
Foutrе le feu comme au bon vieux temps !
Raviver la flamme de la subversion
Et dévaster le monde en pogotant !
Où étais-tu en 77 ?
Le punk est mort, que vas-tu faire ?
Traîner la rue, traîné dans la gerbe
Pour quelques canettes de bières !
Tu t’es chargé à t’en rendre malade !
Tu t’es réduit nuits après nuits !
Il faut maintenant repartir en croisade
Pour rétablir de le désordre et l’anarchie !
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77 Lyrics – English Translation
Where were you in 77?
The punk is dead, what are you going to do?
Trailing the street, dragged into the sheaf
For some beer cans!
Wander like a zombie in the street
Comater Rebout, Vamenting like a pork!
Head paste into a pristed bag
Vomiting your guts, like a dead rat!
Will you leave you, abuse like a nabot?
By fascists and bourgeois?
You who yesterday repeated the chaos, to the rhythm of Kuepon
Dash
It is great so much to do the revolution
Draw the fire like the good old days!
Revive the flame of subversion
And devastate the world by pogoant!
Where were you in 77?
The punk is dead, what are you going to do?
Trailing the street, dragged into the sheaf
For some beer cans!
You took charge of making you sick!
You have reduced nights after Nights!
We must now leave a crusade
To restore disorder and anarchy!
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Ludwig Von 88 Lyrics – 77
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From the album:
La revolution n’est pas un dîner de gala
Release Year: 2000