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The 100 bucks question

It's so quiet in Eastman this evening
Lil-Claude1 is chugging red 2 while I'm grinding black3
It's the vascular dementia
We're flopped on the sofa
We're feeling like two old handbags
Lil-Claude can't wrap her head around it
It's the hell of the dollar, the pocket bottom's quarters 4
There's no light on your path, no flame at your torch's tip
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The question is getting there, but the answer is the same
Hey! Is it me that's hallucinating or is this the bottom of the bottle?
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Lil-Claude grabs her cellphone and she calls her man
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She says 'Simon bloody hell that I love you, I don't have a dammed cent
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Winter will be long this year, I'm completely broke
I search all sides, all edges5, tell me where there's some dough!'6
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Winter is long this year, I'm completely broke
I search all sides, all edges, tell me where there's some dough!'
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Winter is long at my place, I don't have a damned cent
I search in cracks and holes, where are the sweet dimes
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Somewhere in a basement
On the other side in Longueuil
Her man is eating the crusts of some white bread 7
As much as he's smoking leafs
He's searching for a month's end's gig
To round what he doesnt have 8
On the other side of the window is a snowstorm
Only the kids are happy
There are the dreams in smoke
And the remorse of old ladies
He's hanging to his vinyls
The musics lost some of it's charm
The question is getting there, but the answer is the same
You're looking for something to eat
What are you gonna put in your ears?
thirty or so years in the body and a lil coat on your shoulder
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Can we agree that its not santa,
you're seeing getting out of the subway
Winter will be long this year, he's completely broke
He searches all sides, all edges, tell me where there's some dough!'
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Winter will be long this year, I'm completely broke
I search all sides, all edges, tell me where there's some dough!'
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Winter is long at my place, I don't have a damned cent
I search in cracks and holes, where are the sweet dimes
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With my two dirty hands, me I can't do much with
Except singing the same old stuff and tell girls that I love them
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It's a season of slush, of mud, of sludge and of cold
Fortunately I have my good lady to spend winter with
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She's got beautiful arm of sky, solid like steel
'The girl that I love's got long black curly hair!'
It seem like I'm rapping today, I can't stand to sing like yesterday
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It's cheesy like that, but your smile makes me proud
The question is getting there, but does the answer approach?
Will your odour at our place still be there tomorrow
I'm on all four in the kitchen to shine the tiles
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Desjardins in full blast who is the housekeeper?
Winter is long this year, I'm completely broke
I search all sides, all edges, tell me where there's some dough!'
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Winter is long at my place, I don't have a damned cent
I search in cracks and holes, where are the sweet dimes
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I'm on the verge of breaking my teeth on my childhood dreams
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Who's the fucking idiot that wrote 'Vive le vent'9
It's -20C this morning corner Iberviller/Rosemont
The job is calling, not more than my bed at my place
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It seems like the sun is shining on the beaches of Manille
And that the beer flows in the ports of Seville
I'm like a small kid that counts his marbles
And chucks them like a madman in a bowling alley
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The question is getting there, it's buzzing in my ears!
'If I want honey do I have to do like the bee?'
But now is the show's night and all the glasses are overflowing
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It's 5 bucks at the door for the dude with the six chords10
Winter will be long this year, I'm completely broke
I search all sides, all edges, tell me where there's some dough!'
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Winter is long at my place, I don't have a damned cent
I search in cracks and holes, where are the sweet dimes
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Winter will be long this year, I'm completely broke
I search all sides, all edges, tell me where there's some dough!'
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Winter is long at my place, I don't have a damned cent
I search in cracks and holes, where are the sweet dimes
 
  • 1. In québécois french, 'Ti-' is added in front of a name to denote familiarity or that the person is small. You could, for instance, say Ti-Napoléon to mock his stature or humourously imply that you're good friend with him
  • 2. Drinking wine
  • 3. brooding
  • 4. 30 sous (0.30$) is sometimes used in québec to mean quaters. this comes from the exchange rate of the french piastre/british dollar during the colonial transition after the conquest
  • 5. Searching all around.
  • 6. Literaly 'where can I get some wheat'
  • 7. Simon is so poor that he only has bread crusts to eat
  • 8. Rounding up the end of the month is an expression meaning 'to make ends meet at the end of the month/to pay the bills'. The singer plays with this expression with the previous line so I translated it literaly
  • 9. french equivalent of Jingle Bell
  • 10. Guitar


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One hundred hours of happiness





One hundred hours of happiness...
Is that a little?
I mined it washing like golden sand
 

Collected it lovingly, tirelessly
Bit by bit, drop by drop
spark by spark, sparkle by sparkle
Created it from fog and smoke
Received it as a gift
from every star and birch tree...
 

Many days I spent chasing happiness
On chilled platforms,
in a rattling carriage
I caught it at the airport
At the hour of departure,
Hugged it, warmed it
in the unheated house.
 

I was casting spells over it, incantations...
It happened, sometimes
That from bitter grief
I extracted my happiness.
 

It is wrong to say that one must be born happy.
It is only necessary that the heart
was not ashamed to work for happiness
That the heart is not lazy, not arrogant,
That even for a bit of goodness
It says “Thank you”
 

One hundred hours of happiness,
pure, without deception.
One hundred hours of happiness!
Is that a little?
 


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Anger





Anger blows
Anger awakens
 

In a lost moment, words are enough
Ancient sins the sorrow shrugs off
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
The blows rush and break the sky
 

Stones crumble
Towers fall
The world shatters
 

In her eyes a light so pure
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
The blows rush and break the sky
Good heavens
 

In her eyes a love so pure
A reason to endure
 

Stones crumble
Towers fall
 

Anger roars and the storm roars
Anger at ancient sins
(Ancient sins the sorrow nests)
The sadness nestles the sadness shakes
 

Gods broken world falls
Good crumbling destiny comes true
Gods broken world falls
Good crumbling destiny comes true
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
 


03.02.2025

Play the music away





Lalala, music is everywhere
It's here, it revolves around us
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Day and night, to the beat of its heart
My life sings and busts with happiness
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Listen to the song of the street
It sounds like a revue's finale
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

Sparrows, cars, the subway, mutts
The radio, bar and cafe jukeboxes
It's unique, fantastic
Play the music away!
 

But often, what I like
Is to see, when opening the shutters
The horizon, the clear sky
The country or the seaside
The city's far away, and I forget about it
Yet I hear the song of life
 

Lalala, music is everywhere
It's here, it revolves around us
Lalalala Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

In the morning, I wake up to the rooster's crow
And at night I fall asleep to the sound of rock
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

The sound of a grade crossing bell
The strong wind in the sails of a boat
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

Ducks, guitars, bikers, rug rats
The little tune that wanders randomly
It's unique, fantastic
Play the music away!
 

Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Listen to the song of the street
It sounds like a revue's finale
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

This band, so beautiful that it sticks to our skin
It's life that gives it to us
It's unique, fantastic
It's unique, fantastic, exquisite
Play the music away!
 


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Going Demonstrating





Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And stand four abreast for peace!
 

Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And some journalist is sure to write it up for his paper!
 

One, two, three, four!
Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And, if you dare, shout, 'Down with injustice!'
 

Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And if it should rain, we'll stay home.