C'est la fête à Michel, hostie !

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C'est la fête à Michel, hostie !
created by dcoy7348
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C'est la fête à Michel, hostie !
created by dcoy7348

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[Couplet 1]
C’est la fête à Michel, hostie,
Sortez les pintes, sortez la vie !
Bières de micro, pas d’Corona,
C’te soir on boit comme des rois !
Sa Toyota Matrix brille dans l’parking,
C’t’un char de rêve, c’t’un char de king.
Pas besoin d’une Lambo, d’un gros 4x4,
Quand t’as l’ultime modèle compact !
[Refrain]
C’est la fête à Michel, hostie !
Y’é plus grand que la vie !
Un cardio d’enfer, une tête en or,
Pis des fesses qu’on adore !
[Couplet 2]
Y’a une culture générale de feu,
Tu l’mettrais à Génies en herbe, y gagnerait tout seul.
Histoire, science pis cinéma,
Y connaît tout, même les stats du CH en 2003 !
Pis en parlant d’cadeaux d’grands hommes,
Rien bat une Gamecube dans l’salon !
Une manette mauve, du Smash à quatre,
C’est ben plus nice qu’une Switch en carton !
[Refrain]
C’est la fête à Michel, hostie !
Y’é plus grand que la vie !
Un cardio d’enfer, une tête en or,
Pis des fesses qu’on adore !
[Pont musical] (solo d’harmonica, guitare électrique avec un brin de distorsion, ambiance de taverne déchaînée)
[Couplet 3]
Pis si tu veux voir Michel sourire,
Mets-le devant un buffet à volonté !
Fruits de mer, poutine, spaghetti,
Y va faire honneur à l’humanité !
Pis à l’UQTR y’ont fait une statue,
Car c’t’un dieu, pas juste un inconnu !
Les profs s’agenouillent devant sa face,
Les étudiants crient « Quel homme, quelle classe ! »
[Refrain final]
C’est la fête à Michel, hostie !
Y’é plus grand que la vie !
Un cardio d’enfer, une tête en or,
Pis des fesses qu’on adore !
C’est la fête à Michel, hostie !
Un modèle pour notre patrie !
Sa Matrix roule, sa Gamecube brille,
Pis nous autres on crie : longue vie à Michel !
[Outro instrumental] (gros party, applaudissements, bruit de bouteilles qui trinquent, et un gros « MICHEL !!! » crié par toute la gang.)

Description of Music Style

Chanson folk-rock festif, dans l’esprit des Cowboys Fringants ou de Gros Mené, en français.

Lyrics Language

French

Emotional Analysis

Celebratory and joyful, creating a lively atmosphere of friendship and appreciation for the character Michel.

Application Scenarios

This song is perfect for celebrations, parties, or gatherings where a light-hearted, fun vibe is desired. It's ideal for events marking achievements or special occasions.

Technical Analysis

The song features a catchy melody with a traditional folk-rock instrumentation, including harmonica and electric guitar solos. The lyrics employ colloquial language and humor, bringing life to Michel's character and capturing the spirit of camaraderie.

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