[Frist verse]
It starts with the purchase of a cigarette pack
To be fashionable, you need tobacco, women, parties
So you are hanging around Paris, on the lookout
The trendy bars are all around and if you wanna drink you just have to ask
But Paris is far and you spotted a coffeeshop in your neighbourhood
It isn't so bad, from now you will be there all the time
Smoking pack after pack
While you feel like you are having fun
All you do is getting lost
Your girl feels bad and wants to dump you
It's dangerous
You don't even know that you will end up like a bar pillar
At the beginning it's just some ciggs, some mates in the neighbourhood
It is the afterwork meeting, just to chill out in the evening
It is the right time to spend money and screaming with joy
With a black coffee or a decaf'
Every day our teeth are getting worse
If you can't stay late, We'll see you tomorrow anyway, that's it
We are in the vicious circle , we can't live without it
We got used to drink but we stood there, in the coffeeshop
Now we are recieving subsidies, it's not the afterwork meeting anymore
Na, it's the meeting of the unemployed who are called «scums»
We are not young anymore: we are already 25
Sitting in the coffeeshop, all what we wanna do is earning a lot of money
It has been 10 years now since we know the boss: we can come to an arrangement
Not enough money for the pinball, no problem, he will give us credit
We are regular, since when? We don't even remember
Meanwhile I am ordering a beer and I am having fun about Lucien
He is experienced, nearly 20 years since he's been in the coffeeshop
15 years since his wife left him
10 years since he doesn't realize the time passing by
He is talking to himself, staring into emptiness
He thinks he's finding relief when he is drinking, actually he's just done
Let me explain it to you: he is just one of these guys who have been trapped by the coffeshop
Cause when his wife left him, it was there to calm him down
In deep depression, he decided to give up everything, he decided
To drink the night to forget about tomorrow
But tomorrow he needs to keeps on going because he's an alcoholic
He's drowning his pain in alcohol and without it he can't sleep anymore
This coffeeshop is dangerous, its smell of cold tobacco, its bingo tickets on the floor and the drunk people who are yelling
As the years pass by, the vice is tightening
I saw many horse betting players getting broke when they thought they were getting money
The coffeeshop has trapped Jefferson
When he is winning he is a star, however when the horses are lagging behind he is nobody anymore
He got fucked by the FDJ
But you only see him thinking when he has lost a lot of money
But like all bettors, he's trapped
How many times have I heard him saying «I am not betting on horses anymore»?
Coupled order, quinté plus, he has to play again
10 years later you are still an addict and your family got involved
They don't eat anything, but you are betting on a daily basis
You are betting, your kids are missing you, but it doesn't change anything for you
And you are betting
Bettors, alcoholics, addicted to the games and passengers
To the coffeeshop you should never bound
[Outro]
If ever you see Kery James, tell him that the coffeeshop got me
It all started with a pack of ciggs, and when you add alcohol it becomes a real mess
You can't live without it, you don't get tired to it
You are living in excess, and you are not hiding it
Tell him that the coffeeshop got me
Everything started with a pack of ciggs, and when you add alcohol it becomes a real mess
You can't live without it, you don't get tired to it
You are living in excess, and you are not hiding it