Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, I have a simple question for you : how do you spark pleasure ? Guys, men or women, you have to sell things. So… How do you spark pleasure? The pleasure of the buyer. Remember: you stage the meeting between your product and the buyer. And please: keep it simple, just be discreet, be smart, be cool. You just say you like your product. Do not be too technical, be cool. You witness an encounter : your buyer is maybe attracted to your product. (Refrain) You have to make it a special moment. Buying’s a special moment… If the buyer has wanted your product for a long time, behave like the witness at a wedding. Be moved, be happy for him. He will be more than happy to come back to buy from you. But if he's never heard of what you're selling, don't be a captain hook ! Be surprised he doesn't know it. Offer without insistence, tell him to look at it and visibly move away to leave him alone with it. Now let the magic work. Make it a special moment for him. Refrain : You have to make it a special moment. Buying’s a special moment… Give him a card or a gift, buy one get one free… A special moment. Mark the moment. There are times of the year when buyers become apathetic. We must remind them of the joy of consuming. That is why the words "free", "discount"and "special sales" exist. Be careful, these words are precious, don't overuse them. Make them desirable. Make it a special moment. Free gifts are special moments ; discount sales are special moments. Discount sales are special moments.

A knife in my hands, I daydream… it punctures a neck. The edge fast covered in blood, it’s flowing, so fluid, onto my fingers. Worrisome visions. A man hurries across the street, and imagine he's bumped into by a car. His body is flying, flip-flopping over my head, mouth and eyes wide open with surprise. Worrisome visions. I plug in an electrical device, the electric current flows through my body, strikes my heart. I'm burned from the inside, the pain is terrible, then my organs start to fall out. Worrisome visions. They’re not the reality, but how sharply I see them! And every day they pile up, and I don’t know… I don’t know if it’s fears or desires… In fact, when I grill a steak, if my hand were to land in the frying pan, a scorching pain, my skin would turn yellow and brown, and I could peel it off, just like that. Worrisome visions And if I see a cute child, I imagine the small body, stiff dead from a drowning or after a fall. Worrisome visions.. You know, when I walk down the street, there is often this man at his window hiding a rifle and thinking about killing someone at random. He likes them falling like dummies. This guy's the reason why I don't get out of my house very often. Worrisome visions. They’re not the reality, but how sharply I see them! And every day they pile up, and I don’t know… I don’t know if it’s fears or desires… I’m talking to a colleague at work, and his breath makes me think he has throat cancer, then suddenly I see the tumour, it sprouts out, red and black. Worrisome visions. Now this woman, and I look her in the eyes, she must want to murder me, she’s so angry, and she stabs me multiple times while screaming so madly. Worrisome visions. I’m on my deathbed, and I’m alone, and I’m grey, my hair, my skin, my eyes, even my tongue, all grey, and I suffocate, and it all ends gurgling horribly. Worrisome visions.

The glass table incident The sleep won’t come, the sleep won’t come *2… Tonight, I went out to hang out in the streets. a can in my hand I felt a sparkle. Everything was closed, even my usual bar, but I knew where to find my dealer. He took me to a party where everyone was snorting And people were fucking here and there. So I took a good dose of his dope to relax, And watched a couple in an armchair. Refrain: I smell again this foul breath, I smell this, This leads me in the night… I smell again his foul breath, I smell it, My beast is driving me tonight… The guy was pissed off that I stared at his girl, He stood up to threaten me, he was naked… Seeing him like that made me laugh like a mental freak, But they got mad at me quite hysterical. The girl grabbed a knife and threw it at me. Yeah, the knife flew through the whole room… Yet, I was still standing and laughing like a madman, The drugs were taking me to another space… I smell again this foul breath, I smell this, This leads me in the night… I smell again his foul breath, I smell it, My beast is driving me tonight… And I dance, I dance, yeah… But there’s a glass table, and I fall, and I hurt my head. I slide again in my mess, I m falling! I’m sliding into the dark. I fall again in my mess I fall in! Deep, into the dark. Holes in my memory, I can’t seem to remember, I can’t seem to remember… I follow someone, is he a man or a woman ? He's he my friend or is he... she... my enemy. Now what? I remember blood... That must be a dream... There were too many people at this party. I couldn't have done something like that ? Or could I? Oh, no, I get it, the blood must be mine... from the glass table incident...

I’m freelance for now ; do you have a job for me? On my feet again, searching for a job I’m gonna get back in the game. On my feet again, searching for a job I’m gonna get back in the game. I must regain my good looks. My eyes are grappling hooks If the hiring manager is a woman, She ll never say no to this man ! I’m sending résumés ! I’m gonna get a new job! What ?! This is bullshit, this is bullshit ! Trying to catch up, searching for a job! I’m gonna fit in again. Trying to be the man, the man for your job! Madam, I’m your jack of all trades. I’m applying, begging for this job! Even if you make me scam people. Understand, I need to work, or else I have no purpose. I’m sending résumés ! I’m gonna get a new job! Retards! why did they turn me down? The fuck if I can understand it… Can you believe this shit? Not sure I'll find anything, I’ll have to be a temp… I am terribly dissatisfied, I’ll have to be just a temp… We'll have to take it easy on luxury. I’m sending résumés ! I hope I’ll get a job! I’m sending résumés everywhere! I’m on every possible channel!

I'm weed sick... Will you have some with me, huhuhuhaha. I'm weed sick... Come... Have some... You're not fun at all... you're not fun at all... Just stay in bed with me...

The room is upside down, I still haven’t tidied. A gravity clings to the air, the dawn will soon be breaking, And the light of my phone screen is burning my eyes. Refrain: She’s left me, she’s left me… What could I do? She’s left me, she’s left me… What could I do? It's unbelievable, the sheer number of women making love on the Internet ! Will I see her? Will I see her face… making love for the Internet? I ran her name on the websites, I've tried all her nicknames; I typed her description in the search bar: “Mature short haired brunette” But she wouldn’t appear to me… She’s left me, she’s left me… What could I do? She’s left me, she’s left me… What could I do? It's unbelievable, the sheer number of women making love on the Internet ! Will I see her? Will I see her face… making love for the Internet? Days have passed in this depression and my eyes only see blurred bodies, Blurred faces, blurred expressions, and my nightmare can become real, She’s taking her revenge on me ! (I’m here, somewhere ; I’m not there ; search for me, search for me…) (I’m here somewhere…) She’s left me (you were freaking me out), she’s left me (you were freaking me out)… What could I do? (So long, looser…) She’s left me, she’s left me… What could I do? It's unbelievable, the sheer number of women making love on the Internet ! And I see her! I can see her face… making love for the Internet… (I’m offering myself… offering myself to the public…)

Day is like night I can't tell the difference Day and night alike A blur in existence Only a powerful light But a fainting confidence I’m not feeling all right I lose my consistence. I wander in the streets I don’t know what I’m after And I stare at the creeps Yeah, who is the monster? ‘The fuck you’re looking at?’ Who just said that? Is it me, or them, It turns into a mayhem. Fuck you, it hurts! He broke my leg. I fell on the pavement, And now I beg… They’re pounding my ribs Oh man, don’t kill me! Teeth fall in the bibs Don’t hit my ffface Oh man, yeah, kill me I’m such a disgrace… Ow, god… Ew, shit… Fffuck it hurts so much… Day is like night I can't tell the difference Day and night alike A blur in existence Only a powerful light But a fainting confidence I’m not feeling all right I lose my consistence. They’re pounding my ribs Oh man, don’t kill me! Teeth fall in the bibs Don’t hit my ffface Oh please kill me I’m such a disgrace… Day is like night I can't tell the difference Day and night alike A blur in existence Only a powerful light A start of confidence I’m surrounded by white A little coherence I’m lying in an hospital I’m out in a week Life is so brittle I couldn’t feel more weak…

I’m trying to get better, you know. I’m doing the best I can. Squid ink in my veins, squid ink in my veins And a bloated head In my stomach, I suspect there is an insect embed An arthropod, it shaped me odd, it took the reins. I was a puppet, of my desires, Desires and frustration. A loaded gun in my heart, so much anger I can’t breathe I feel numb. Tar on my tongue, molasses spreads and floods my gums. Please come down to me, angel, absorb everything. Give me your grace, I am ready for your embrace. I feel sorry for myself, I feel rejected. I’m stuffed in wadding buried in wadding The ringing of the phone, like a fresh tongue on my eyes Mother, I’m sorry I didn’t call, it’s been a long time… Won’t you come, I’m stuck in my bed, loneliness terrorizes. Mother, your voice, so tender, it’s sublime. Don’t let father know I’m so miserable, he couldn’t understand My dignity has been washed ashore, suffocating, on the strand. Mother come to me, your love is so heartwarming. Mother, oh please come…