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Tenter de mener la grande vie, la vie de pacha, dans un road-trip permanent, fréquenter des hôtels luxueux, mais en réalité vivre dans la dèche la plus glauque...
C'est ce qui arrive à "l'anti-héros" de "Down, down, down"
He tries to experience the high life, living like a lord, on a permanent road- trip, staying in luxurious hotels, but the reality is that he's actually living the life of a miserable down- and- out. That's the story of the " anti- hero" in "Down Down Down"
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DOWN, DOWN, DOWN
He might not be from this world
Well not from your world
He drives an empty van
Full of gasoline
He’s running out of battery
Has not enough energy
To go and buy new velvet pants
He might be a man-child, a man-child
They’re kicking me out of the palace
Not rich enough, not rich enough
They’re kicking me out of the hotel
Now, send me back to the address below
They’re kicking me out of the palace
They’re kicking me out of the hotel
Well, you can say, he’s a loser
A too fat, knocked-down boxer
Born to lose, yeah…. Respect
Respect
Down, down, down
He is down, down, down
They’re kicking me out of the palace
Not rich enough, not rich enough
They’re kicking me out of the hotel
I am a born loser
Down, down
I’m really not fit enough
You born loser
They’re kicking me out of the hotel
Now, send me back to the address below
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