Death Instinct (Instinct De Mort) (Version Anglaise)
Let me tell you about French enemy number one
You know who I mean : Mister Mesrine
Many people say that he's a beast or a monster
I'm not going to say he's a hero or a martyr
You're proud of law and order; the justice that you see
But still you can't keep from watching violence on T.V.
Paris must choose its targets
The city clears its dirt
Still grow the seeds of anger
Vengeance in their souls.
The future prisons will still cage
The animals no one wants to see
No room to think, no time to remember
Put them in, bolt the doors
Bear them and defeat them
So never may they tell.
Policemen here !
Policemen there !
Big Brother's eyes
Are everywhere !
It's in these prisons that they manufacture crime
The Buissons, Willoquets and other Mesrines
Chains and locks around their hands
But no one's waiting to set them free.
They don't care if anyone's alive or dead
Destined to die, like don't ask me why
Many have rotted in this hell
But crime is bourgeois... smile on with pleasure !
It's in these prisons that they manufacture crime
The Buissons, Willoquets and other Mesrines
It's in these prisons that they manufacture crime
The Buissons, Willoquets and other Mesrines.
Order reigns, death and silence.
compositores: Bernard Bonvoisin
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