Louis Chedid — Egomane song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Egomane" by Louis Chedid.

Lyrics

Tout est sale, sale, sale
Dans ton journal
Tellement sale
Ca t' laisse des traces sur les doigts
Tout est moche, moche, moche
Mais tu t’en laves les mains
Et tu les mets dans tes poches
Ca vient d’si loin, loin, loin
Toutes ces images qu’on t’envoie
Toute cette misère par satellite
Ca va mal, mal, mal
Mais tu t’en fiches pas mal
Toi, toi, toi tu penses qu'Ã toi
Je, je, je tu sais dire que ç a
T’es qu’un egomane
Un ego egomane
Ego, ego, ego egomane
Soeur ThÃ(c)rÃ(c)sa sa sa connais pas
Calcutta, Calcutta ou c’est ç a?
Tu fais des saunas, des rÃ(c)gimes
Pour rentrer dans ton blue-jean
Pendant que là -bas, bas, bas
Ca fait boum
Bazookas mitraillettes
Et balles doum, doum
Tu dis tous des fanatiques des maniaques
Oh, quelle Ã(c)poque
La politique c’est vraiment pas mon truc
Toi, toi, toi tu penses qu'Ã toi
Je, je, je tu sais dire que ç a
T’es qu’un egomane
Un ego egomane
Ego, ego, ego egomane
Ego, egomane, ego, egomane
Ego, egomane, ego, egomane
Ego, egomane
Please, please, please pourquoi tu m’vises?
Tu veux vraiment que j' culpabilise
Que j' fasse une crise, crise, crise
Et que j' termine en analyse en analyse
Je suis comme tout le monde
Un ego, egomane, ego, ego, ego, egomane
Moi, moi, moi, moi, moi
Je, je, je, j’suis comme tout le monde
Un egomane
Un ego egomane
Ego, ego, ego, egomane
Ego, ego, ego, egomane

Lyrics translation

Everything is dirty, dirty, dirty
In your journal
So dirty
It leaves traces on your fingers
Everything is ugly, ugly, ugly
But you wash your hands
And you put them in your pockets
It's coming from so far, far, far
All these images we send you
All this misery by satellite
It's wrong, wrong, wrong
But you don't give a shit
You, you, you think that you
I, i, i know you say that this
You're just an egomaniac
An egomaniac ego
Ego, ego, ego egomaniac
Sister Thà (c)rà (C) sa sa Sa Sa not know
Calcutta, Calcutta or is that it?
You're doing saunas,
To fit in your blue jeans
While down there, down, down
It's a boom.
Bazookas machine guns
And balls doum, doum
You all say fanatics of maniacs
Oh, What A (c)poque
Politics is really not my thing
You, you, you think that you
I, i, i know you say that this
You're just an egomaniac
An egomaniac ego
Ego, ego, ego egomaniac
Ego, egomaniac, ego, egomaniac
Ego, egomaniac, ego, egomaniac
Ego, egomaniac
Please, please, please Why Are you targeting me?
You really want me to blame you.
Let me have a Crisis, Crisis, Crisis
And that I end in analysis in analysis
I'm just like everybody else.
An ego, egomaniac, ego, ego, ego, egomaniac
ME, ME, ME, ME, ME
I, i, i, i'm just like everybody else
An egomaniac
An egomaniac ego
Ego, ego, ego, egomaniac
Ego, ego, ego, egomaniac