Saint Lundi

by JODIE FASTER

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1.
HEARTLESS P.O.S A child has been murdered In the name of the law How will you mute their mother's rage ? What excuses will you make ? Burning down a school is not the smartest fucking move But killing a kid is far worse And the police station is so far away A child has been murdered In the name of the state What criminal will you honor ? What morality will prevail ? What excuses will you make? Looting in the shops is not the smartest fucking move But killing a kid is far worse And the police station is so far away Go ! And the cops have weapons And the state have the cops And one death is enough For our grieving neighborhood If you're shocked by anger Call for peace and not for justice Then you're a heartless piece of shit
2.
6 YEARS OLD CONSERVATIVES You're really good at denying the truth Stubborn against the facts Lying against the proof You call it being right wing I think you're 6 years old You set up your own rules Make up your own reality Playing a game you cannot lose You call it being right wing I think you're 6 years old I think you're six years old(x3) You must be 6 years old I think you're 6 years old(x3) You must be fucking 6 years old
3.
Fake Ads 01:27
FAKE ADS Would you fuck right off ? It's WAR you're selling to teenagers WAR You instil in their heads I see your posters everywhere I wanna rip off your smile I see your posters everywhere I'm gonna rip off that smile ! You sell fulfilment to troubled and lost kids How could you keep such promises ? You're a fucking liar and a fucking thief ! Liar ! Liar ! Liar ! You're only selling war ! Thief ! Thief ! Thief ! You're gonna steal their lives ! I'm driven to despair I can't get Why people get fooled again Die should be your true headline instead of Lies Why don't you go yourself ? You speak nation I hear death You speak strength I hear death You speak protection I hear death You speak freedom I hear death You're the only one You're the only one You're the only one hiring What is it you're up to army man ?
4.
I Run 00:24
I RUN I run I hate your plane I hate your train I run My legs are desintegrated Sometimes I just walk But to run faster
5.
WE'RE CALLED WHAT WE'RE CALLED You don't have to answer All the questions the cops ask They overstep their power But you can pull them back Oh ! Oh ! Know your rights ! We're called what we're called We're called what we're called I was at a border The customs came to me They made me lose my time They fucking annoyed me Oh! It's never loud enough Know your rights ! Know what is illegal Learn what they cannot do Remain polite and dull Even to say fuck you Say what Officer ? You wanna know my name ? We're called what we're called We're called what we're fucking called
6.
S.O.R.G.A. 01:31
SORGA He's like a friend we never saw Left us a game the size of a country On every goddamn road On every goddamn sign On every goddamn roof S-O-R-G-A SORGA! Bombing Europe Bombing Lille Up on the hottest spots he painted my bedroom wall once I didn't hear a thing Outline Fill-ins Fat Caps S-O-R-G-A SORGA! Always unexpected On every goddamn road Never know what he's plotting again he painted my bedroom wall once I didn't hear a thing His burners slowly fade into ghosts He's a lonely king that will never get crowned Fuck that ! For now he's here rocking his prime For now he gives me a joy blast every time For now his name's upon the world S-O-R-G-A x3 Learn how to spell Sor-fucking-Ga
7.
BREAD'S EXPENSIVE, SLICE IT THIN When I hear Your stupid views I almost wish A war would come So I could see Your stupid ass Realizing How dumb you were Dreaming of greatness but all you'd get is food coupons Closer to your foe than to your own leaders At worst you die, so go ahead You won't be missed by those who set you up You stupid jerk You don't get it C'est quoi la France You would die for ? You fantasize Joan Of Arc But by her time You would've pay the tithe Dreaming of greatness but all you'd get is food coupons Closer to your foe than to your own leaders The nation in danger was such a big turn-on Now you just pray you'll die before your son
8.
CALL ME STUPID Isn't it sweet Being on the phone with someone So petty 'bout a form they look down On me Okay misses I didn't tickle the right box Amongst so many Call me stupid I'm lovin' it It drives me crazy facing the bureaucracy It drags me down into the zone Where I wanna crush you and your soul I already did When I was a kid It's almost a kink It's almost a kink Don't you love it The french administration ? You gotta love it Their Silly sense of humor It's not like they were fucking people lives up anyway ? Call me stupid I'm lovin' it It drives me crazy facing the bureaucracy It drags me down into the zone Where I wanna crush you and your soul I already did When I was a kid It's almost a kink It's almost a kink
9.
WORK SLEEP EAT Work Eat Sleep Work I don't know, I don't know What keeps me from going mad Work Eat Sleep Work I don't know, I don't know What keeps me from going mad Sometimes I feel Sometimes I feel I could just buy a fucking gun I could get out there on the streets I could do me a fucking cop I could just go full maniac
10.
Saint Lundi 00:46
SAINT-LUNDI Big boss decides big things We decide we won't show up Hey Boss ! Fuck off ! We ain't coming to work today Hey boss ! Get lost! What you gonna do about a blue monday ? Our work our craft our choice What's the point of fatten some stockholders ? One being one job one voice If we want it the whole day is ours We wanna bloom, we wanna dance We wanna build a society on our own Before the tomb, we want no fence We wanna sow and reap what will have grown
11.
BEDTIME FOR DIPLOMACY This time it's sure. The limits are crossed. each of your actions, Just makes me sick. each of your words, Just reminds me... how stupid you are. Now stop talking. Bedtime for diplomacy. Bedtime for diplomacy. Can't take it anymore. Bedtime for diplomacy. This has been goin'for too long. for too long for too long One fuckin'more time. Once too often. You're drooling acid. And you don't think. We tried too many times, to explain to you. You don't wanna hear. And we warned you. Bedtime for diplomacy. Bedtime for diplomacy. Can't take it anymore. Bedtime for diplomacy. This has been goin'for too long. for too long for too long This is the end of the fuckin’line.
12.
FEVER OF A NATION It's been a weird couple of years But the most sickening fever Was in the heads not in the lungs What exactly ? What exactly did you solve ? What exactly did you solve by closing your fucking country ? Peer pressure Guilt-trippers And in terminal phase even squealers Allegations Misinformation Had us drifted away from realization People walking out criminalized Health control militarized Children and parents dehumanized Illogical irrational fear that divides Fever of a nation reaches spikes And I can't believe my eyes Is it 1935 ? Keep the heat Keep the heat Keep the heat Low
13.
10 YEARS THAT WERE SEVEN Grew up lonely and proud Stubborn against all fates Pick it up pick it up The fun is not gonna wait Life is nothing but wild Unyielding to all rules I will take no compromise and nothing more from you I made it my own way And this is how I wanna go Mess around everyday Even if I'm... Often sad always funny The world is such a fucking joke Pain & painted irony I can't handle the strokes Can't stop ! Won't stop ! Love true, live free, have fun 10 sweet years That were only seven I made it my own way And this is how I wanna go Standing up everyday Even if I've... I've learned a lot, stil a young fuck
14.
NO GOD NO MASTER NO ALGORITHM Kept in a cage you're hollow Trapped by yourself you're hollow Bias increased you're hollow A wrong instinct you follow Check facts step back react later Cleanse out self doubt try out rigour No God no master no algorithm No God no master no algorithm No God no master no algorithm If you wanna think clear, just get rid of 'em Skewed views Fooling you through your Predisposition to trust things you already knew
15.
This Pit 01:16
THIS PIT We got you going At the first snare And now you're all moshing and dancing and banging your heads So many misfits So many freaks So much beauty in this Pit I want you to know that you have a place here And I want you to dance like no one is watching And I want your brightest self to shine and blind me Don't want no son of a cop Decide the vibe this evening Don't want another kid Mocked for their outfit Don't want a single soul Thinks that they're not worthy Don't want nothing but joy Joy joy joy and party
16.
WHAT WE LEARN IN DREAMS So many lessons in dreams So many new things I've learned But why, oh why, can't I figure a way out ? I dream of tsunamis I suffocate Gimme some air I dream of disasters I cannot bare I suffocate Would like to know how it feels to fly Would like to surf above the clouds (oohooh) Would like to learn another tongue Wake up to fix what's going wrong (oohooh) It's not for me Sleep is a mist It's not for me No fantasy I wake up exhausted back from another night fight I'd rather dream of eating... riches
17.
NO FUTURE (SHOULD LOOK LIKE THIS) I get it You won't put a child into this world They've never ever asked To watch species go extinct To watch forests burn To watch war crimes from another century To watch their kind let to starve in camps Hate, racism, sexism and violence increase, increase, increase The greed, vanity egoism indecency From the very people that could make a change No future ! No future should look like this I cannot disagree It's probably too late We're most certainly doomed We won't escape that.... fate ! But hopeless as it seems If we don't procreate Who's gonna be the change ?
18.
Despite You 01:07
DESPITE YOU Fuck ! I spoke rough once again You let me down another time We both know life's too short for this shit Is it out of respect that we didn't speak it out ? How come we never mentioned it again ? Did we think we actually sort it out ? Causes and effects still work the same Did you think it wouldn't escalate ? We were so wrong, I was so wrong So many times we've shared the same plate And yet here I am writing another song Loyalty comes at cost I'm coming home with a broken heart Loyalty comes at cost We're lucky it didn't brought us ten years back I'm gonna love you despite you I'm gonna love you despite you I'm gonna love you despite you Hope you'll love me despite me
19.
FILL THE VOID Another day among many others. One of those where the fog won't clear. Trying to fill the void with noise and crowd. replace lack of taste with a drunken desire. Like an unhealthy pleasure, I like to comtemplate... ...the collapse of everything I built I don't even remember when the ship sank. Nor even if I was on board. I can't catch your hands You all seem so far away I can't catch your hands You all seem so far away I can't run anymore And sinking is so simple. I don't know if the sky is always so gray. Or if I spent too much time in a bag of weed. And no matter how much I can dig, under the asphalt still haven't found the beach. Yet I know : my life is so not bad. I don't know war, hunger, or exclusion. Maybe it’s just the weight of my privileges. That I can no longer undertake. I can no longer undertake. Another day among many others. One of those where the fog won't clear. Trying to fill the void with noise and crowd. replace lack of taste with a drunken desire. I can't catch your hands You all seem so far away I can't catch your hands You all seem so far away I can't run anymore And sinking is so simple. So fuckin'simple

about

Saint-Lundi was a tradition among the western Europe working class, dating back to medieval age. Workers took off Mondays without a warning, often to meet at the tavern and party. Along the centuries, it started to expand to tuesday, and wednesday... It was the occasion to discuss political matters and self organize, leading to impromptu strikes the next days. It was also about reclaiming some free time outside of sundays, day of the church. The mass industries in the 19th century, and the rarefaction of workshops led to the disappearance of the Saint Lundi, a joyful and rebellious form of self-organization.

La Saint-Lundi était une coutume des ouvriers d'Europe occidentale, remontant au moyen-âge. Les travailleurs.euses prenaient leur lundi sans préavis, le plus souvent pour se retrouver à la taverne et faire la fête. Au fil des siècles, ce saint particulier eut tendance à s'étendre aux mardis, mercredis... C'était l'occasion de discuter politique et de s'organiser : il n'était pas rare qu'une grève sauvage soit déclarée pour le ou les jours suivants. C'était aussi un moyen de regagner du temps libre en dehors des dimanches, sous l'influence de l'Eglise. L'industrialisation de masse et la disparition progressives des ateliers au 19e siècle mit fin à des centaines d'années d'auto-organisation festive et rebelle.

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released March 28, 2025

Music & Lyrics by JODIE FASTER (2024)
Recorded by RomTom Cat at Sofa Studio (France), La Malterie (France) & Toxic Squat (France) between Feb 2024 and July 2024.
Mixed & mastered by RomTom Cat at Tomcat Studi (2024).
Artwork by Barreto (2025) / info@abarreto.com

VINYL OUT ON :
DON'T TRUST THE HYPE records (France)
DRINKING BEERS IN BANDANAS records (Hungary)
LA AGONIA DE VIVIR (Spain)
LONER CULT records (Belgium)
NO TIME records (USA)
PASIDARYK PATS records (Lithuania)
SPASTIC FANTASTIC records (Germany)
TNS records (UK)

TAPE OUT ON :
Dispear records (France)
Deaf PunX records (France)
No Time records (USA)

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