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• Member: Kyden
• Studio: Foxhound Studio
• Title: Antisocial!
• Premiered: 2007-08-23
• Category:
  • Action
• Song:
  • Trust Antisocial
• Anime:
  • Animatrix, The
• Comments: When I first listened this music, Animatrix immediately poped out in my head...
  
  I didn't wanted to do a political video, but I just wanted to show that even old music can be up to date!
  
  Enjoy! ;)
  
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  Participations:
  
  1/Toulouse Game Show 1st Edition 2007:
  
  Audience Award/Jury Award
  
  2/ Rennes' Mangacity Convention (April '08)
  
  Special Jury's price.
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  Original lyrics:
  
  Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale,
  Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal,
  Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du metro,
  Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas,
  Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle,
  Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle.
  Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice
  Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.
  
  Antisocial, tu perds ton sang froid.
  Repense a toutes ces annees de service.
  Antisocial, bientot les annees de sevices,
  Enfin le temps perdu qu'on ne rattrape plus.
  
  Ecraser les gens est devenu ton passe-temps.
  En les eclaboussant, tu deviens genant.
  Dans ton desespoir, il reste un peu d'espoir
  Celui de voir les gens sans fard et moins batards.
  Mais cesse de faire le point, serre plutot les poings,
  Bouge de ta retraite, ta conduite est trop parfaite
  Releve la gueule, je suis la, t'es pas seul
  Ceux qui t'enviaient, aujourd'hui te jugeraient.
  
  Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale,
  Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal,
  Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du metro,
  Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas,
  Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle,
  Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle.
  Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice
  Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.
  Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial
  
  Translation:
  
  You workss all your life to pay your tomb stone,
  You masks your face by reading your newspaper,
  You steps like a robot in the corridors of the subway,
  People do not touch themselves, it is necessary to do the first step,
  You would like to dialogue without returning the ball,
  Impossible to advance without your kevlar.
  You would like to give eyes to justice
  Impossible to rape this woman full with defects.
  
  Antisocial, you lose your cold blood.
  Reconsider all these years of service.
  Antisocial, soon years of maltreatment,
  Finally the wasted time does not catch up with any more.
  
  To crush people became your pastime.
  By splashing them, you become awkward.
  In your despair, there remains a little hope
  That to see people without make-up and less bastards.
  But cease to take stock, tightens the fists rather,
  Move of your retirement, your control is too perfect
  Statement the mouth, I am, are not alone to you
  Those which envied you, today would judge you.
  
  You works all your life to pay your tomb stone,
  You masks your face by reading your newspaper,
  You steps like a robot in the corridors of the subway,
  People do not touch themselves, it is necessary to do the first step,
  You would like to dialogue without returning the ball,
  Impossible to advance without your kevlar.
  You would like to give eyes to justice
  Impossible to rape this woman full with defects.
  Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial