Le blues d’la vie
Maudit maudit lundi
Le travail, la routine, le train-train quotidien
Trop frette l’hiver, trop chaud l’été
Jamais fier de son sort
Toujours hâte à plus tard
Dolorès...
Boucle infinie
Maudit maudit lundi
Le travail, la routine, le train-train quotidien
Trop frette l’hiver, trop chaud l’été
Jamais fier de son sort
Toujours hâte à plus tard
Dolorès...
La boucle infinie
Dolorès...


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