Offenbach… Read Full Bio ↴[see Jacques Offenbach for the French classical composer]
Offenbach is a Canadian blues rock band formed in Quebec in 1969 by Gerry Boulet, Michael Lamonthe, Jr., and Wezo. The band signed with the independent Barclay label in 1972 and released the French album Offenbach Soap Opera. Four years later, A&M provided a record deal and released the band's self-titled album in 1977. Also released that year was Never Too Tender and another self-titled LP. Lamonthe and Wezo left around that time and were replaced by Pierre Lavoie and Norman Kerr (though Kerr left soon after). In 1979, Offenbach recorded Traversion and added more new members, Breen LeBoeuf and John McVale. Four more studio albums followed — En Fusion (1980), Tonnedebrick (1983), Live a Fond D'Train (1984) and Rockorama (1985) — before the band split up in 1986. Recorded live in Montreal, the Offenbach album, Le Dernier Show, appeared in 1986. Gerry Boulet recorded two solo albums, Presque 40s in 1984 and Rendezvous Doux in 1988.
n 1996, McGale, Gravel and Leboeuf reunited as Offenbach Inc. for a reunion tour. Due to Boulet's death, they selected Martin Deschamps, who had recently won Quebec's L'Empire des futures stars competition, as the band's new vocalist. They toured extensively for two years, and released a greatest hits compilation in 1999. A second volume of hits followed in 2002.
In 2005, the band released Nature, which consisted of acoustic versions of their classic hits. It also includes one new song "L'amour est cruel" (Love is cruel). The music was written by Gravel in the 1980s and the words were later added by Deschamps. A concert at Montrteal's Bell Center on April 1, 2005, marked the 25th anniversary of Offenbach's first Forum show.
In 2018, Offenbach released Renaissance the first disc of new material in 33 years.
Faut que j'me pousse
Offenbach Lyrics
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Y a rien à faire
Toute me donne la frousse
J'mène un train d'enfer
J'sais pas si c'est moé
Qui est trop p'tit
P't-être ben qu'l'amour est morte
A l'avait des ongles rouges
Des yeux pleins d'or à fous
Ça été d'valeur qu'à jouze
À vouloir me mettre à g'noux
À c't'heure, faut que j'me r'couse le cœur
Y est patché plein d'trous
Faut que j'me pousse
Y a rien à faire
Toute me donne la frousse
J'mène un train d'enfer
J'sais pas si c'est moé
Qui est trop p'tit
P't-être ben qu'le vent m'emporte
J'sais pas si c'est moé
Qui est trop grand
P't-être ben qu'j'mélange
La vie pis les vues
The French song "Faut que j'me pousse" by Offenbach talks about the struggles of the singer trying to move on from either a past lover or a troublesome situation. The chorus "Faut que j'me pousse, y a rien à faire, tout m'donne la frousse, j'mène un train d'enfer" (I gotta make myself scarce, there's nothing to do, everything scares me, I'm leading a hellish life) shows his desperation and desire to escape his current predicament. He is constantly haunted by the memories of his past love, who is described to have had red nails and golden eyes, which is why he feels the need to patch up his heart, which is full of holes.
The singer's confusion about his own size and whether it's him being too small or too big suggests that he may feel insignificant and helpless in the face of his problems. He wonders if the wind will carry him away, showing his feeling of being lost in his thoughts and hopeless.
Overall, the song is a cry for help from someone who is trying to move on but feels stuck and suffocated by their own emotions and memories.
Line by Line Meaning
Faut que j'me pousse
I need to get out of here
Y a rien à faire
There's nothing I can do
Toute me donne la frousse
Everything scares me
J'mène un train d'enfer
I'm going crazy
J'sais pas si c'est moé
I don't know if it's me
Qui est trop p'tit
Who's too small
P't-être ben qu'l'amour est morte
Maybe love is dead
A l'avait des ongles rouges
She had red nails
Des yeux pleins d'or à fous
Eyes full of golden madness
Ça été d'valeur qu'à jouze
It was only worth twelve
À vouloir me mettre à g'noux
Trying to make me kneel
À c't'heure, faut que j'me r'couse le cœur
Now I have to sew my heart up
Y est patché plein d'trous
It's full of holes
P't-être ben qu'le vent m'emporte
Maybe the wind will take me away
P't-être ben qu'j'mélange
Maybe I mix
La vie pis les vues
Life and views
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Évangeline/APEM
Written by: Gerald Boulet, Pierre Harel
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Faut que j'me pousse
Y a rien à faire
Toute me donne la frousse
J'mène un train d'enfer
J'sais pas si c'est moé
Qui est trop p'tit
P't-être ben qu'l'amour est morte
A l'avait des ongles rouges
Des yeux pleins d'or à fous
Ça été d'valeur qu'à jouze
À vouloir me mettre à g'noux
À c't'heure, faut que j'me r'couse le cœur
Y est patché plein d'trous
Faut que j'me pousse
Y a rien à faire
Toute me donne la frousse
J'mène un train d'enfer
J'sais pas si c'est moé
Qui est trop p'tit
P't-être ben qu'le vent m'emporte
J'sais pas si c'est moé
Qui est trop grand
P't-être ben qu'j'mélange
La vie pis les vues
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Faut que j’me pousse
Y a rien à faire
Toute me donne la frousse
J’mène un train d’enfer
J’sais pas si c’est moé
Qui est trop p’tit
Pt’être ben qu’l’amour est morte
Elle avait des ongles rouges
Des yeux pleins d’or à fou
Ç’a été d’valeur qu’à jouze
· vouloir me mettre à g’noux
Asteure faut que l’me r’couse le coeur
Y’est patché plein d’trous
Faut que j’me pousse
Y a rien à faire
Toute me donne la frousse
J’mène un train d’enfer
J’sais pas si c’est moé
Qui est trop p’tit
Pt’être ben qu’le vent m’emporte
J’sais pas si c’est moé
Qui est trop grand
Pt’être ben qu’j’mélange
La vie pis les vues
texte: PIERRE HAREL
musique: GERRY BOULET
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@sergechartrand8919
merci john mcgale pour toute ces annees maintenant faux que tu te pousse bon voyage mon chum...
@janiskolada2716
Une découverte pour moi, je ne connais pas les chanteurs du Canada mais je regrette de ne l'avoir pas connu plus tôt, aujourd'hui il occupe une clé USB entière j'adore sa voix et les paroles de ses chansons, toute une vie sans baisser les bras bravo l'artiste !
@antoinepaquette
Québec * pas Canada
@jonathanpatry8067
Une légende du québec❤
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@guylangevin1648
Cette toune me fait brailler à chaque fois... cette époque me manque, vraiment. 😢😢
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et oui mon pote, le passé était mieux que le futur merdouille
@youbute1831
Cette époque me rappelle le brun...
@youbute1831
@@cielnoir2955 La terre est un autel ou le sang coule,quotidiennement.
Heureusement que notre seigneur habituel Jesus Christ fils de D'ieu miséricorde, sauve encore.
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