French great underground music

trad fr/en:
[Welcome to Stup Monastery. you are here in your home. The only things you are forbidden from now on are: having sex and making money.]
Organized lunatics allied at the cemetery
The west goes to war and the skeletons come out of the ground
For you my boy one left solution
Stup Monastery and its sixty prayers
The crou, a million unlisted guys
A strong smell like spoiled meat
An obstacle, a sprawling phenomenon
My rhythm hit you, I ate dust
The Stup legions advance, obsessed
South, East, West, everyone is concerned
Followers in a trance are walled in silence
An excess of suffering in the cities of France
A puzzle, a forbidden religion
Tip of the Iceberg Polet and Stupeflip
Social codes and values need to be reviewed
Annexing are always done in the dark
And it's a panic, the guys hit each other with jacks
For power, for a wife or for money
All the seize are not yet finished
I will saw off the branch where I'm sitting on
Organized lunatics allied at the cemetery
The west goes to war and the skeletons come out of the ground
For you my boy one left solution
Stup Monastery and its sixty prayers
Stop shouting, my ears are bleeding
Stop crying when animals breed
You can see, the Crou advances masked
The old good guys have gone haywire
I saw the Stup fans, the flame in their eyes
I saw a human being trying to be happy
I saw the southern region crushed under the sun
I saw the Stup monks praying in their sleep
I hear the warriors advancing
Screams in the night
Autistic people cry and the silence makes noise
The era of Stup, not so funny
Give me money, courage and plastic
Humans are bitter
The music gets louder
The Argémiones attacked in chalenge
The federated regions, created in the light
The monastery of Stup and its sixty prayers
Organized lunatics allied at the cemetery
The west goes to war and the skeletons come out of the ground
For you my boy one left solution
Stup Monastery and its sixty prayers