Heavily influenced by American rock & roll, Mitchell (who went solo in 1963) has often recorded outside France, at first in London, but later in Memphis and Nashville, Tennessee. Guitarist Jimmy Page and drummer Bob Graham were among the British session musicians who regularly supported him in London.
Golden Boy
Eddy Mitchell Lyrics
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Voici la confession d'un homme de bien
Comme quoi, parti d'pas grand chose, on peut arriver à rien
J'téléphone, je n'faxe pas
J'cherche pas mes mots, je n'écris pas
J'ai perdu l'sens de la grammaire
J'suis r'tourné à l'ère primaire
Mes pensées sont banales
Enrichissantes, certes, mais vénales
Golden Boy, j'suis dans les affaires
J'côtoie les grands de cette terre
Oh, en amour, là j'suis mal
J'dévalue, j'gagne pas à l'oral
La bourse de Tokyo vers minuit
Neuf heures de New York
C'est quinze heures à Paris
Ça m'laisse pas l'temps d't'aimer
Golden Boy, pas le temps d'rêver
C'qui est compatible dans la vie
C'est qu'les gens qui s'aiment
Se retrouvent dans l'même lit
Déjà p'tit, à l'école
J'faisais dans l'trafic de chewing-gums
Coco Boer et Tutti Frutti, wop-bop-a-loo
Contre un devoir, j'gonflais les prix
Tête dans l'ordinateur
J'suis d'venu myope boursicoteur
Puis un raider m'a tout appris
Tout sauf le sens de la vie
Golden Boy, ça doit faire
Les p'tits déj', les repas d'affaires
Délits d'initiés le midi
OPA le soir, cocktails l'après-midi
Sortir tard les clients
Queen, Bains-Douches, les endroits chébran
Golden Boy, c'est pas l'paradis
Surtout pour un couple, c'est l'enfer garanti, oh ouais
À moi, Golden Boy, ça doit faire
Les p'tits déj', les repas d'affaires
Délits d'initiés le midi
OPA le soir, cocktails l'après-midi
Ça m'laisse pas l'temps d't'aimer
Golden Boy, pas le temps d'rêver
C'qui est compatible dans la vie
C'est qu'les gens qui s'aiment
Se retrouvent dans l'même lit, ha, ha, ha
Pour rire, Golden Boy, ça doit faire
Les p'tits déj', les repas d'affaires
Délits d'initiés le midi
OPA le soir, cocktails l'après-midi, laisse-moi l'dire
Golden Boy, Golden Boy
The song "Golden Boy" by Eddy Mitchell is a confession of a successful businessman who reflects on his journey from humble beginnings. The lyrics suggest that despite his financial success, the singer feels a sense of emptiness and dissatisfaction in his personal life.
The opening lines emphasize the idea that even someone who starts from very little can end up achieving nothing significant. This may be a critique of the relentless pursuit of wealth and material success, suggesting that it can ultimately be unfulfilling. The singer reveals that he does not use fax machines or write letters, indicating a lack of personal connection and reliance on technology in his communication.
The lyrics further delve into the singer's thoughts and emotions. He mentions losing the sense of grammar and returning to a primal state, suggesting a disconnect from intellectual pursuits and focusing solely on practical matters. The thoughts and ideas he expresses are described as banal and venal, highlighting the shallow nature of his thinking.
Despite his success in business, the singer confesses his struggles in love. He mentions devaluing himself and not being able to effectively express himself orally. The reference to different time zones (Tokyo, New York, and Paris) suggests a busy and hectic lifestyle, leaving no time for love and romance.
The song also touches upon the singer's childhood, where he engaged in small-scale trading of chewing gum in school. This early exposure to commerce may have shaped his future in business. The lyrics then describe his transition into becoming a stock market trader, highlighting the obsession with the computer and the myopia that develops as a consequence.
The chorus repeatedly mentions the concept of a "Golden Boy." This term symbolizes someone who is successful and influential in the business world. However, the singer acknowledges that this lifestyle is not paradise, especially for relationships. The constant demands and pressures of the business world make it challenging for couples to maintain a healthy and fulfilling connection.
In conclusion, "Golden Boy" is a introspective song that explores the price one pays for financial success and the sacrifices made in personal relationships. It suggests that material wealth and accomplishment may not always lead to personal happiness and fulfillment.
Line by Line Meaning
Écoutez-moi bien
Listen to me carefully
Voici la confession d'un homme de bien
Here is the confession of a good-hearted man
Comme quoi, parti d'pas grand chose, on peut arriver à rien
Which shows that starting from very little, one can achieve nothing
J'téléphone, je n'faxe pas
I make calls, I don't send faxes
J'cherche pas mes mots, je n'écris pas
I don't search for my words, I don't write
J'ai perdu l'sens de la grammaire
I have lost my sense of grammar
J'suis r'tourné à l'ère primaire
I have gone back to the primary stage
Mes pensées sont banales
My thoughts are ordinary
Enrichissantes, certes, mais vénales
Enriching, certainly, but venal
Golden Boy, j'suis dans les affaires
Golden Boy, I am in business
J'côtoie les grands de cette terre
I mingle with the greats of this world
Oh, en amour, là j'suis mal
Oh, in love, there I'm in trouble
J'dévalue, j'gagne pas à l'oral
I devalue, I don't win orally
La bourse de Tokyo vers minuit
The Tokyo stock market around midnight
Neuf heures de New York
Nine o'clock in New York
C'est quinze heures à Paris
That's fifteen o'clock in Paris
Ça m'laisse pas l'temps d't'aimer
That doesn't leave me time to love you
Golden Boy, pas le temps d'rêver
Golden Boy, no time to dream
C'qui est compatible dans la vie
What is compatible in life
C'est qu'les gens qui s'aiment
Is that people who love each other
Se retrouvent dans l'même lit
Find themselves in the same bed
Déjà p'tit, à l'école
Even when I was little, at school
J'faisais dans l'trafic de chewing-gums
I was involved in chewing gum trafficking
Coco Boer et Tutti Frutti, wop-bop-a-loo
Coco Boer and Tutti Frutti, wop-bop-a-loo
Contre un devoir, j'gonflais les prix
Against a homework assignment, I inflated prices
Tête dans l'ordinateur
Head in the computer
J'suis d'venu myope boursicoteur
I became a short-sighted speculator
Puis un raider m'a tout appris
Then a raider taught me everything
Tout sauf le sens de la vie
Everything except the meaning of life
Golden Boy, ça doit faire
Golden Boy, it must be like
Les p'tits déj', les repas d'affaires
Breakfasts, business meals
Délits d'initiés le midi
Insider trading at noon
OPA le soir, cocktails l'après-midi
Takeovers in the evening, cocktails in the afternoon
Sortir tard les clients
Late-night outings with clients
Queen, Bains-Douches, les endroits chébran
Queen, Bains-Douches, the trendy places
Golden Boy, c'est pas l'paradis
Golden Boy, it's not paradise
Surtout pour un couple, c'est l'enfer garanti, oh ouais
Especially for a couple, it's guaranteed hell, oh yeah
À moi, Golden Boy, ça doit faire
To me, Golden Boy, it must be like
Les p'tits déj', les repas d'affaires
Breakfasts, business meals
Délits d'initiés le midi
Insider trading at noon
OPA le soir, cocktails l'après-midi
Takeovers in the evening, cocktails in the afternoon
Ça m'laisse pas l'temps d't'aimer
That doesn't leave me time to love you
Golden Boy, pas le temps d'rêver
Golden Boy, no time to dream
C'qui est compatible dans la vie
What is compatible in life
C'est qu'les gens qui s'aiment
Is that people who love each other
Se retrouvent dans l'même lit
Find themselves in the same bed
Pour rire, Golden Boy, ça doit faire
For fun, Golden Boy, it must be like
Les p'tits déj', les repas d'affaires
Breakfasts, business meals
Délits d'initiés le midi
Insider trading at noon
OPA le soir, cocktails l'après-midi, laisse-moi l'dire
Takeovers in the evening, cocktails in the afternoon, let me say it
Golden Boy, Golden Boy
Golden Boy, Golden Boy
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, kap
Written by: Claude Moine, Pierre Papadiamandis
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