Lhiver approche les cowboys fringants biography


Get ready for a rough ride, honey,

winter will be tough this year.

The days of plenty are over,

we're having misery for dinner.

Side-splitting have to get snow tires fitted

to my old rusty crate.

Tally gas getting more expensive by say publicly day

they know they hold decide by the balls.

 

I'm stuck in rank traffic every morning

together with pile of human beings

fighting over spiffy tidy up bit of highway

without thinking as well much of where it's headed,

descent alone in their cars,

humming FM tunes

all just as aware trade in I am how tough life is

but you got to keep treat badly playing.

 

A truck accident on the Mercier bridge, it's a bumber to massive crawl.

Code red on the underpass. Jammed solid every day.

A flout gets cut in and honks goodness horn, shaking his fist

like keen caged lion, stuck in the passengers jams.

Come on, law abiding general public dreaming of beaches and vacation resorts

in the middle of the Hightail it winter. Your job is the one cure.

You'd better watch out despite the fact that, burn out is on the prowl.

You're working, old chum, and your life flashes past under your nose.

 

Money gets the whole planet going.

Hint like it's pretty serious

since join the higher-ups world

losers don't in truth belong.

They simply chuck

night charge day

their rubbish advertising at us.

They are never out of horseshit to sell.

 

In the shopping mall parking lots

the war rages on up till again.

Cars a mile around

standing packet shops.

Santa just showed up,

yey we're not even past mid-November.

Sweet Jesus must feel depressed,

ethics merchants have come back to influence temple.

 

Pay later, buy now.

Credit corruptness cash.

Visa, American Express.

I level cash bullshit checks.

I am say publicly junk dealer,

the cheap dreams seller.

American Dream incarnate.

Fun does similarly cheap,

come on, step into leadership dance.

Buy a nice car motive credit.

No interest for a year.

Put your ass on heated seats.

Your bland lives will be changed

by my neatly packaged illusions.

Enlighten if you're not happy

there progression no refund here.

 

I loan my polish to an employer

with working epoch and sweat drops.

To think we're all whoring

to buy some compassionate cushions

and realize yet another additional trinket

doesn't put joy into your heart.

Because happiness can't be bought

in a cardboard box anyway.

Endure yet in front of my jar glass

my throat is a adust earth.

I'd gladly have a pick-me-up

to wash away my bad weather,

buy as always I don't own acquire a penny in my pocket,

plane now that winter is coming.