It's the past's fault that's keeping chained
The sense of judgment, of criticism
If I find myself agreeing
It's the Egyptians' fault who swallowed
The key to work, to organization
And with digestion, juices, erosion
The only door is unemployment
But if I kill a man instead
It's the news show's fault that sets a bad example
In fact I don't watch it to avoid the worst
Knowing only what's strictly needed is wiser
And I don't rule out politics, music
Subjugated by physics' mistakes
I passively live my activity
And complain all day on the phone
I write my whines in the public diary
Only that way will I gather the right arsenic
To water this calamity of mine
It's the ministers' fault if I eat soups
But those from Lidl to heat up in the microscope
Because they give our taxes to some tits
The same ones that steal our husband even if he's a f*g
If then my hair's greasy it's smog's fault
Fruit's got pesticides I go on with hot dogs
I never have cash I always ask my folks
But they're bankrupt, it's all the Jews' fault
And I don't rule out politics, music
Subjugated by physics' mistakes
I passively live my activity
And complain all day on the phone
I write my whines in the public diary
Only that way will I gather the right arsenic
To water this calamity of mine
And the poor singer-songwriters sell themselves in the app
But they get few plays, 'cause of trap
That's why I've made radical changes
Now my role model's Ghali
if I don't love you anymore it's your folks' fault
They always ask me what you're doing
If you dream of the love I'll never give
Vasco thinks it's Alfredo's fault
If his girl came back with the n*gger
My daughter's got anorexia
But yeah, sure, it's not my fault
It's too strong I can't hear
It's the period's fault I admit it
I don't have a social life
I got cheated on it's viral
If I get something it's thanks to me
But if I lose it it's God's fault
Naa, na, na, na, na, na, na
Naa, na, na, na, na, na, na
Naa, na, na, na, na, na, na
Naa, na, na, na, na, na, na
And I don't rule out politics, music
Subjugated by physics' mistakes
I passively live my activity
And complain all day on the phone
I write my whines in the diary, the public one
Only that way will I gather the right arsenic
To water this calamity of mine