[Verse 1: Cadillac]
Cadillac, where are you?
We can't hear you anymore, are you crying?
Chairboy, are you afraid?
Torpor! Take off your hat
Skeletons, all over your back!
Little stones, in the bottom of your shoes!
Rubble, in your backpack!
Don't ride mechanics, in the cemetery!
Don't fall, in the coffin, in the dust!
Cry no more, it's no longer worth it!
The cup is full, the land is on the ground!
Are lower than the ground!
On the daisies!
Hanging from the roots, I hear them debating!
About bird locks!
[Verse 2: King Ju]
But where were you? (yeah!)
In 1993 when we were zoning out on roundabouts
We were doing it all at Cadillac
There were still S2000s (cassettes, CDs!)< br/>Someone had just given me a guitar from a guy who had committed suicide
It was super cheap, completely untunable
Something low-end (with a terrible sound!)
On this black guitar, there was a little sticker
Most certainly the name of his group which was called The Amazing!
It had been on my mind for a while
I was thinking about that guy who took off and his fucking sticker
And it comes back to me in flashback on the Cadillac sofa
“Ah, that’s Stupeflip”, the real beginning of the era of Stup!
[Verse 3: Cadillac]
At the time I was sad I no longer had a dad!
I lived with a lady, she was old very nice!
When King Ju passed by he asked me (is she there?)
As if it were a spider, a louse, a cockroach!
After ¨s we played the zik and we shouted into the microphone!
I had a four-track, the S2000 and the tâcheron
It was the time, green vegetables and soup
A little cheese, and some bread dipped on the plate
I was making noise, I didn't know the residents!
Weird sounds, it sounded like the Residents!
The old lady, she was talking to me about my drums
How nice it would be to play them a little less loud
After once, I did a commercial casting, to earn my crust
I found myself in my underwear, in the role of a super loser
In sweat and bare ass, I only had one line
I didn't even remember
Afterwards when I came out, they all looked at me
The poor comic clown, it was me for real
(Where was he, eh?) the boss of the carpentry!
naked under the neon lights, nailed on the floor!
(Where was he, eh?) the Cadillac that poops!
Up to the neck, pissed off!
(Where that he was, eh?) the Casimor of Casimir!
Locked up in Goofy, tortured by Walt Disney! (huh?)
I made a wooden horse in the cellar
It’s amazing to me! (I'm freaking out!) Dad is downstairs!
I also make chocolate, just like you!
Love poop, like you! And you!
And if one day you find yourself in Casimir
That's not the rule, you have to get out!

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