Crève fumeur (Die smoker)
from Loading.. by Hadokowa
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Cassette + Digital AlbumCool like a cassette tape, handy like a USB drive!
This 2GB USB cassette comes with a plastic case and lyrics booklet and contains the "Loading.." EP both in compressed and lossless formats + a remix of 囡囡 (NanNan) by Chris Ranking + all artwork in editable files + a selection of FOSS software.
The cassette is printed on one side only and the other side is blank for your own use ;)
You can NOT use this in your tape player, this goes in your computer ok!?
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lyrics
Sale esclave as tu obéis a une multinationale aujourd'hui?
As tu docilement acheté ton paquet?
Hé connard ! Tu souilles mes rues mes montagnes et mes plages.
Ton incivilité te donne l'impression d’être un rebelle.
Faux extraverti tu n'as aucune personnalité, en soirée grille en une vite pour cacher ta médiocrité.
Est ce que tu es un de ceux la?
Est ce toi que l'on appelle fumeur ? Est ce que c'est toi?
Malgré ses fanfaronnades il va crever. Il n'a été qu'un esclave de la roulée.
C'est dommage car ses gamins deviendront des orphelins. Mais même pour eux il n'a pas pu résister.
Elle le supplie d’arrêter mais la santé passe après.
Même l'amour est impuissant. Aucune volonté c'est effrayant.
Hadokowa prend le micro sur un tempo raggamuffin pour te parler d'une amie accro a la nicotine. Elle aimait la clope, c’était sa dope, ses dents manquaient de vitamines. Ça lui faisait l'haleine d'un phoque ça gâchait nos moments intimes.
Sale capitaliste quant tu viens chez moi tu respectes ma propriété mais si je suis chez toi tu t'en branles de ma santé. Tes amis, tes gamins tu peux même pas les épargner. Il faut dire que ton chien te bat au niveau de la volonté.
Je ne veux plus m’asseoir encore a coté de toi. Il n'y a pas que ta fumée qui me fait pleurer, c'est tout ce que tu dis mais que tu ne fais pas. Arrête donc de parler de respect.
Regarde la salle après notre concert! La femme de ménage en train de nettoyer tous les mégots que tu as jeté par terre en chantant 'solidarité' pendant que tu pollues notre air.
Comment peut on en être la? Quitter ses proches pour du tabac?
Vider ses poches pour du tabac? Abandonner ses gosses pour du tabac!
(translation):
Lowlife slave did you obey a corporation today?
Did you obediently buy your pack?
Hey dickhead! You are trashing my streets, montains and beaches,
your incivility gives you the feeling of being rebelious.
You fake extrovert you don't have a personnality, light one up during parties to mask your mediocrity.
Are you one of these?
Are you one of those that are called smokers? Is it you?
Despite all his bragging, he is going to die.
He was just a slave of the shag.
It's a pity because his kids are going to become orphans.
No will at all it's just scary.
Hadokowa grabs on the mic with a raggamuffin tempo
to tell you about this friend addicted to nicotine
she loved to smoke, that was her dope, her teeth were lacking vitamins.
It gave her the breath of a sea seal and spoiled or intimate moments.
Damn capitalist when you visit me you respect my property but when I'm at your place you don't give a shit about my health.
Your friends, you kids, you cannot spare anyone. Actually even your dog is more wilful than you.
I don't want to sit next to you anymore.
It's not just your smoke that makes me cry.
It's everything you say but don't do.
Just stop talking about respect.
Look at the venue after our show:
the cleaning lady is now dealing with all the butts you threw on the floor when you sang "solidarity" and polluted our air at the same time.
How come it got to this point? Leaving the people close to you for tobacco?
Emptying your pockets for tobacco? Abandonning your children for tobacco!
As tu docilement acheté ton paquet?
Hé connard ! Tu souilles mes rues mes montagnes et mes plages.
Ton incivilité te donne l'impression d’être un rebelle.
Faux extraverti tu n'as aucune personnalité, en soirée grille en une vite pour cacher ta médiocrité.
Est ce que tu es un de ceux la?
Est ce toi que l'on appelle fumeur ? Est ce que c'est toi?
Malgré ses fanfaronnades il va crever. Il n'a été qu'un esclave de la roulée.
C'est dommage car ses gamins deviendront des orphelins. Mais même pour eux il n'a pas pu résister.
Elle le supplie d’arrêter mais la santé passe après.
Même l'amour est impuissant. Aucune volonté c'est effrayant.
Hadokowa prend le micro sur un tempo raggamuffin pour te parler d'une amie accro a la nicotine. Elle aimait la clope, c’était sa dope, ses dents manquaient de vitamines. Ça lui faisait l'haleine d'un phoque ça gâchait nos moments intimes.
Sale capitaliste quant tu viens chez moi tu respectes ma propriété mais si je suis chez toi tu t'en branles de ma santé. Tes amis, tes gamins tu peux même pas les épargner. Il faut dire que ton chien te bat au niveau de la volonté.
Je ne veux plus m’asseoir encore a coté de toi. Il n'y a pas que ta fumée qui me fait pleurer, c'est tout ce que tu dis mais que tu ne fais pas. Arrête donc de parler de respect.
Regarde la salle après notre concert! La femme de ménage en train de nettoyer tous les mégots que tu as jeté par terre en chantant 'solidarité' pendant que tu pollues notre air.
Comment peut on en être la? Quitter ses proches pour du tabac?
Vider ses poches pour du tabac? Abandonner ses gosses pour du tabac!
(translation):
Lowlife slave did you obey a corporation today?
Did you obediently buy your pack?
Hey dickhead! You are trashing my streets, montains and beaches,
your incivility gives you the feeling of being rebelious.
You fake extrovert you don't have a personnality, light one up during parties to mask your mediocrity.
Are you one of these?
Are you one of those that are called smokers? Is it you?
Despite all his bragging, he is going to die.
He was just a slave of the shag.
It's a pity because his kids are going to become orphans.
No will at all it's just scary.
Hadokowa grabs on the mic with a raggamuffin tempo
to tell you about this friend addicted to nicotine
she loved to smoke, that was her dope, her teeth were lacking vitamins.
It gave her the breath of a sea seal and spoiled or intimate moments.
Damn capitalist when you visit me you respect my property but when I'm at your place you don't give a shit about my health.
Your friends, you kids, you cannot spare anyone. Actually even your dog is more wilful than you.
I don't want to sit next to you anymore.
It's not just your smoke that makes me cry.
It's everything you say but don't do.
Just stop talking about respect.
Look at the venue after our show:
the cleaning lady is now dealing with all the butts you threw on the floor when you sang "solidarity" and polluted our air at the same time.
How come it got to this point? Leaving the people close to you for tobacco?
Emptying your pockets for tobacco? Abandonning your children for tobacco!
credits
from Loading..,
released June 16, 2018
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Hadokowa Taiwan
Hadokowa is a robot made in Taiwan that is programmed to mix punk rock with old school video game sounds.
This is our only official page, don't be shy and click on contact to get in touch.
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Jun 2018
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