Lyrics and translation Chumbawamba - You Don't Exist
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You Don't Exist
Tu n'existes pas
Take
a
seat,
have
a
cigarette
Assieds-toi,
prends
une
cigarette
We're
here
to
help
you
to
forget
On
est
là
pour
t'aider
à
oublier
To
snap
you
shut
like
a
castanet
Pour
te
faire
taire
comme
un
castagnette
Tell
me
where
it
all
went
wrong
Dis-moi
où
tout
a
mal
tourné
Why
don't
you
write
the
kind
of
songs
Pourquoi
tu
n'écris
pas
le
genre
de
chansons
For
people
to
sing
along?
Que
les
gens
peuvent
chanter
en
chœur ?
I
used
to
play
J'avais
l'habitude
de
jouer
Now
I
spend
my
days
just
Maintenant
je
passe
mes
journées
à
You
have
no
friends
Tu
n'as
pas
d'amis
You
won't
be
missed
Tu
ne
seras
pas
manqué
I'm
here
to
tell
you
that
you
don't
exist
Je
suis
là
pour
te
dire
que
tu
n'existes
pas
You
have
no
friends
Tu
n'as
pas
d'amis
You
won't
be
missed
Tu
ne
seras
pas
manqué
I'm
here
to
tell
you
that
you
don't
exist
Je
suis
là
pour
te
dire
que
tu
n'existes
pas
There's
just
one
door
out
of
here
Il
n'y
a
qu'une
seule
porte
de
sortie
You
can
save
your
career
Tu
peux
sauver
ta
carrière
'Disappear'
'Disparaître'
Our
Glorious
Leader
would
advise
Notre
Glorieux
Leader
te
conseillerait
Some
kind
of
compromise
Une
sorte
de
compromis
Anything
else
would
be
unwise
Tout
autre
chose
serait
imprudent
I
used
to
play
J'avais
l'habitude
de
jouer
The
tambourine
Du
tambourin
Now
I
spend
my
days
just
Maintenant
je
passe
mes
journées
à
You
have
no
friends
Tu
n'as
pas
d'amis
You
won't
be
missed
Tu
ne
seras
pas
manqué
I'm
here
to
tell
you
that
you
don't
exist
Je
suis
là
pour
te
dire
que
tu
n'existes
pas
You
have
no
friends
Tu
n'as
pas
d'amis
You
won't
be
missed
Tu
ne
seras
pas
manqué
I'm
here
to
tell
you
that
you
don't
exist
Je
suis
là
pour
te
dire
que
tu
n'existes
pas
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Writer(s): Neil Ferguson, Allan Whalley, Louise Watts, Judith Abbott
Album
ABCDEFG
date of release
28-02-2010
The Boy Bands Have Won, and All the Copyists and the Tribute Bands and the TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture to Be Shaped by Mimicry, Whether from Lack of Ideas or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try to Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother's Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don't Just Regurgitate Creative History, or Hold Art and Music and Literature as Fixed, Untouchable and Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try to 'Guard' Any Particular Form of Music Are, Like the Copyists and Manufactured Bands, Doing It the Worst Disservice, Because the Only Thing That You Can Do to Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It's Over, Then It's Done, and the Boy Bands Have Won.
2008
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