Fou À Lier Lyrics in English Feu! Chatterton

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Fou À Lier by Feu! Chatterton from French to English.

I think about it all the time

And to make it pass, it passes

I self-medicate

I swallow, I swallow

Sh*tty ecstas

And I tell myself that

I'm fine

And when everything goes to h*ll

I make a run for it

So that at my temples

My pulse slows down

That the voices fall silent

After the storm

I float above my hauntings

Above the fear of going mad

Fit to be tied

Hammer-crazy like the sharks here

That I’ve got in my gourd

At the bottom of the jar

Cracked

Yeah I’m scared I’ll end up nuts

Fit to be tied

Hammer-crazy like the sharks here

Are these low-cost tickets

To some tropical skies

Multicolored tabs

So the Gods cool off

In the discotheque

Palm trees grow that

Crocodiles dock at

Let’s drop by parachute

Into this endless paradise!

Thought owns lands

Unseen by satellite radars

Is this island real here

Abandoned?

Or else in my head

A reef full of sirens

Who say that I’m crazy

Fit to be tied

Hammer-crazy like the sharks here

That I’ve got in my gourd

A tiny grain

Caffeinated

They say that I’m crazy

Fit to be tied

Hammer-crazy like the sharks here

Are these low-cost tickets

To some tropical skies

but where am I

And who are these people

Stringing pearls on the necks

Of other barefoot ones

Yeah yeah but where am I

And who are these people

Stringing pearls on the necks

Of other barefoot ones

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Quick, I court

The local girls

String pearls on the necks

Ooooh!

Quick, I court

The local girls

String pearls on the neck

Of other vahinés

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SONG MEANING

In Fou À Lier (literally “crazy enough to be tied up”), Feu! Chatterton lets us ride the roller-coaster inside a restless mind. The narrator drowns intrusive thoughts in “ecstas merdiques,” hoping the cheap pills will quiet the pounding in his temples. Over a feverish groove, he flees reality, drifts above his own fears and hears the chorus whisper that he might be fou à lier — mad as a hatter — while imaginary sharks circle in the fishbowl of his skull.

The chemical escape opens a vivid hallucination: low-cost tickets to tropical skies, neon palms sprouting in a nightclub, crocodiles gliding between the dancers. He courts local girls, strings pearls on sun-kissed necks, yet keeps asking Where am I? Who are these people? The song swings between euphoric fantasy and creeping paranoia, capturing the modern urge to medicate our anxieties, party them away and chase exotic dreams that may only exist inside a cracked mind.

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Feu! Chatterton Fou À Lier Lyrics