2021.11.19.
The Fight
-Hey, why are you looking at me?-No, you're looking at me
-What, I'm looking at you?
-Mm, it's you who's looking at me
-No, you're looking at me!
-What, I'm the one who's looking at you?
-Yeah, you're looking at me!
-No, you're looking at me
-What what what what's your problem?
-What! No, what's your problem?
-What? I've got a problem?!
-Yeah you, what's your problem!
-What what what what did you say to me?
-What! You tell me what!
-What? I'm telling you what? what what what what what what!
[Chorus:]
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I'm good at fighting. Me, I'm good at fighting. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
There's many of them, with very little courage
They fight everyone, sometimes even each other
Never look them back in the eye
If they try to look you in the eye
They attack young people, they attack old people
No matter the day, the time, the place
They come from all walks of life
Whether they're white, black, or Maghrebi
They've got knives or firearms
They puff their chests and think they're gods
When they are alone they are cowards
Sarkozy,1 to win, used them a lot
They are the kind of people who don't give a damn
You find them by the thousands in soccer stadiums
They like trouble, they like to create problems
I call them the 'I like to fight' guys
[Chorus:]
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I'm good at fighting. Me, I'm good at fighting. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Beware because they are everywhere, all around you
Like UFOs, they are among us
They go crazy as soon as a chick passes by
They exchange a shower of blows as soon as one or two of them have had a drink
This story takes place in the countryside, in a bar that's supposedly quiet, when all of a sudden :
-What's wrong with you? Come here!
-What's wrong with this guy?
-What! You're not so tough now?!
-What? You're messing with me!
-What do you want you bastard oh!
Bastard!
[Chorus:]
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
Me, I'm good at fighting. Me, I'm good at fighting. Me, I like to fight. Me, I like... to fight?!
-Thank you!
-What?
-In the bar, the guy arrives, he tells me 'what's wrong with you?', I tell him 'come back here', the guy wants to get me, then I dodge and bam! and his eyes get huge, then he's lying on the floor, then there's another one who arrives but Gégé came to help me, Gégé, you know Gégé, right?
-Oh what's your problem?
-Yeah, he's strong, Gégé, yeah he's good at fighting, Gégé, you don't want to mess with him...
- 1. Right wing French president from 2007 to 2012. He repeatedly claimed he would 'clean the banlieues (suburbs) of their dregs with a pressure washer' [sic].