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Chenille
02:17
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So once upon a time there was
A caterpillar in technicolor
But within a world of grey
He grew apart from all the others
He crawled into a paradise
With peaches soft and flowers flowing
He knew that it would be alright
With chosen insects that would show him
Que son âme est d’or
Et ses ailes fortes! (CHENILLE)
Gotta keep glowing
Gotta keep growing
Metamorphosing: CHENILLE!
Gotta keep flying
Gotta keep shining
And butterflying: CHENILLE!
Gotta be here now
Gotta be clear now
Gotta be queer now: CHENILLE!
Gotta find glory
Sorry not sorry
This is my story: CHENILLE!
He came across a wonderwell
Our caterpillar in technicolor
Asking for a little spell
And felt the blessing from his mother
He saw that he was glistening
With a skin of gold and glitters charging
Thank you mrs wonderwell
I’ll always be your little darling
Et son âme est d’or
Et ses ailes fortes! (CHENILLE)
Gotta keep glowing
Gotta keep growing
Metamorphosing: CHENILLE!
Gotta keep flying
Gotta keep shining
And butterflying: CHENILLE!
Gotta be here now
Gotta be clear now
Gotta be queer now: CHENILLE!
Gotta find glory
Sorry not sorry
This is my story: CHENILLE!
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2. |
Hommes de Lune
03:36
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Dix-neuf, and you’re 1.90
Oh so bleu and oh so shiny
With the city embracing me
Saying hi with twinkly eyes
1.70, you’re vingt-neuf
A stairway to space, water runs of
With the city reflecting us
Posing in sight of the moonlight
Merci de me prendre en charge
J’espère que tu me guériras
Je sais pas si j’oserai… okay
Oh, des vagues blanches m’embrassent
Ton corps couvre ma surface
De Mercure jusqu’à Neptune
Hommes de lune
Ah oui, ah non
Et je me souviens d’une blancheure entière
Et je me retiens d’une chaleur éphémère
Et je te dévore comme une oeuvre littéraire
Et je sais que c’est temporaire
And I remember 50 shades of total whiteness
And I encountered something absolutely priceless
And I embrace a golden aura of fineness
And I know that this ain’t timeless
Ah oui, ah non
Hommes de lune
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La Suisse
02:39
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Who’s watching me?
No, not in 3D
He is blond and he is 23
My name is Matiu
Then I say: haha me too
And I live in Switzerland
Lol, I’m from the Netherlands
At the end of this week
I’m hosting a party
Would be nice to meet
Each other for realsies
Oui je pars vers la Suisse!
Je veux danser en Suisse!
Je me lance en Suisse!
Oui je pars vers la Suisse!
Yodele-iti
We go the roof
Top in the Alps
We’re covered in clouds
With the sun on our snouts
Then I give him a kiss
But he’s not really into this
Have you ever done this before?
Ehm no, but let’s kiss some more…
Living my fantasy
Getting dressed for the party
People ask: who is he?
And we lie awkwardly
Then he says: let’s go for a swim?
Down the hill there’s a waterfall
Though the water is cold,
my feelings are gold and we dive
Then I say: what about us?
‘Baby I’m sorry, but no’
As I lie on my back, my heart’s turning black and I cry
Donc je quitte la Suisse
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4. |
Flamenco Femme
03:29
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¡Hola amigos! We’re playing truth or dare
Imma be the one so you better beware
¿Juanito que haces? What did you do?
Sleeping with Rubi? Bitch I’m ready but are you?
¡Vámonos muchachos!
My middle name is telenovela
In your car, attacking speed cameras with velocities
Higher than the age of your abuela
¿Juanito qué piensas? What do you think?
Sleeping with Rubi? Your keys won’t float, they sink
Burn all your clothes and take all of your money
I’ll do it all again: you took everything from me
Point my revolver and you’ll hear me say
Empieza el matriarcado, honey
A a ay, I’m the Flamenco Femme
I’ll make you disappear like alakazam
This femme is fatale, don’t you know who I am?
Ra a a a ay I’m the Flamenco Femme
¡Dios mío Juanito!
I thought that we were lovers?
We even went to Paris, camembert under the covers
¿Juanito qué quieres? What do you want?
Sleeping with Rubi? Choke on your croissant
¡Entierra esta perra! Put that puta under the ground
Grab your wedding ring with your mouth from the mud,
Cause la Llorona will have your kids drowned
¿Juanito que tienes? What do you have?
Sleeping with Rubi? Please don’t make me laugh
Burn all your clothes and take all of your money
I’ll do it all again: you took everything from me
Point my revolver and you’ll hear me say
Empieza el matriarcado, honey
A a ay, I’m the Flamenco Femme
I’ll make you disappear like alakazam
This femme is fatale, don’t you know who I am?
Ra a a a ay I’m the Flamenco Femme
Juan cheated on me and he thought i wouldn’t notice
I’m becoming a killer vamp
And I’m ready: to kill a man (AAH)
A a ay, I’m the Flamenco Femme
I’ll make you disappear like alakazam
This femme is fatale, don’t you know who I am?
Ra a a a ay I’m the Flamenco Femme
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Cygne Noir
03:03
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Hey Petit Roi, c’est moi
Les yeux ouverts, une nuit d’hiver
Il faut se taire, mais il y aura
Une fleur.
Hey Petit Roi, c’est moi
N’écoute pas, quand une voix
Te racontera, que tu seras une erreur
Je connais l’humidité de tes larmes
Et je connais les faiblesses de tes armes
Little King all I can do is sing
And Little King please don’t hide everything
L’angoisse pubérale s’intensifie
Masculinité se multiplie
Et les ombres s’agrandissent
Mais c’est l’ange doré qui dit:
Dodo petit roi dort
Il y a un cygne dehors
Un cygne aux ailes noires
Qui brisera des miroires
Dodo petit roi dort
Il y a un cygne dehors
Hey Little King, it’s me
Shameful tears, in your diary
But boys won’t be boys, and you’ll see
The sun
I want to give you nocturnal caresses
And I want to turn all your no’s into yeses
Petit Roi je ne sais que chanter
Et Petit Roi il faut pas se cacher
But it’s puberal anxiety that stings
Hoping masculinity clings
Shadows grow bigger and stronger than wings
Till the golden angel sings
Dodo petit roi dort
Il y a un cygne dehors
Un cygne aux ailes noires
Qui brisera des miroires
Dodo petit roi dort
Il y a un cygne dehors
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6. |
Cake
02:32
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Caramel, carotte, poire et pêche
J’adore les myrtilles, j’abolis les prunes sèches
Pimpon pimpon, apporte moi les pommes
I’m hungry as hell, commande à mon nom
Meringue, massepain, all I can see
Cake is where it’s at, I got more than I need
Coco mocha, bring me the knife
Sharper than the guillotine, in wealthy disguise
Stuff some sweetness in that bitter snout
Pearls are my power, y'all ain’t bringing me down
Marie-Antoinette used to say
‘Qu’ils mangent de la brioche’
Let them eat cake, cake!
Caramel, carrot, prunes and peach
My berries bring all the boys to the beach
Pimpon pimpon, bring me the knife
Sharper than the guillotine, in wealthy disguise
Stuff some sweetness in that bitter snout
Pearls are my power, y'all ain’t bringing me down
Marie-Antoinette used to say
‘Qu’ils mangent de la brioche’
Let them eat cake, cake!
Grâce à l’a-, l’ancien, l’ancien Régime
Les Maries, Henri‘s et Louis Quatorze
Clergé, Noblesse et Tiers État
Les rois et reines de l’état
Grâce à l’a-, l’ancien, l’ancien Régime
Les Maries, Henri’s et Louis Quatorze
Tous ces gâteaux collent dans ma gorge
Aristocracy in full force: CAKE!
Let them eat cake!
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7. |
Papillon
02:26
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I salute you my dear kings and queens
Thank you for listening
Non vraiment: merci
Le mois d’avril s’ouvre
Comme un cocon fertil
J’ai éclos et sens les rayons
D’un soleil rose vif
Ici dans le paradis avec vous
Je plane avec mes propres ailes
La peau douce comme un petit poil
Soyons des fleurs volantes dans le ciel, hey
Narcissus might be complete
But baby only in your company
We wait, look up, ascend and dream
And we fly, tous ensemble, oui.
Pa - pa - papillon
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Roi Soleil Rotterdam, Netherlands
Je vous présente: le Roi Soleil. The golden pop icon you didn't even realise you needed all this time. Roi Soleil performs
Frenglish pop with a dash of queer glitter. I have always been fascinated by alter egos and icons. So this smalltown boy created his own golden superhero.
I hope you'll enjoy my music my little kings and queens. Bisous. le Roi Soleil
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