Damn, Dis-moi Lyrics in English Christine And The Queens , Dâm-Funk

Pulsing synths, slinky bass and a confident strut set the scene. Christine adopts her sharper alter-ego Chris and steps into a neon night where every muscle tingles with restless desire. The lyrics paint her swagger—hands in jacket, jaw clenched, body itching—while she watches others load their arms with easy affection. She wants the same spark but ends up wasting energy on longing, asking again and again: “Que faire de l'énergie que j'perds quand j'te veux ? Damn, dis-moi comment mieux.” It is a funky, urgent plea: Tell me how to channel this craving better!

Behind the groove sits raw vulnerability. Chris wrestles with fame, cat-calls and self-doubt, even picturing herself drowning the very stardom that first attracted her lover. She is tired of being poked, priced and labeled, yet she refuses to fold; instead she flips the spotlight, challenges anyone who tries to define her and keeps dancing through the chaos. Dâm-Funk’s silky “Touché” ad-libs answer her turmoil with a playful shrug—don’t trip, just keep moving. The result is a two-headed anthem: part sweaty dance-floor banger, part restless meditation on desire, identity and reclaiming your own power.