No No Thank's No
Serge Gainsbourg Lyrics


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No no thanks no,
Je ne fume que la marijuana,
No no thanks no,
A quoi bon insister,
No no thanks no,
Ma dernière cigarette,
No no thanks no,
Est dèja refroidie
No no thanks no,
Je n'aime que le bourbon,
No no thanks no,
C'est une affaire de goût,
No no thanks no,
Mon dernière verre je l'ai vidé,
No no thanks no,
Avec Rosemary
No no thanks no,
Pour moi pas de prière,
No no thanks no,
Dieu m'a abandonné,
No no thanks no,
Je serais pleuré demain,




No no thanks no,
Par mes frères de Harlem

Overall Meaning

Serge Gainsbourg's song "No No Thank's No" is a counterculture anthem, embracing a hedonistic lifestyle and rejecting societal norms in favor of personal freedom. The lyrics "No no thanks no, Je ne fume que la marijuana" translate to "No no thanks no, I only smoke marijuana." This line sets the tone for the rest of the song, as Gainsbourg expresses his disdain for societal expectations and conventions.


Throughout the song, Gainsbourg rejects traditional vices like cigarettes and religion, even going so far as to say that God has abandoned him. Instead, he proclaims his love for bourbon and claims that it is simply a matter of taste. He sings about sharing a drink with Rosemary, possibly referencing his then-wife and collaborator Jane Birkin. The line "Je serais pleuré demain, Par mes frères de Harlem" means "I'll be cried over tomorrow by my brothers in Harlem," possibly indicating that he feels a kinship with those who share his alternative lifestyle and beliefs.


The song is a testament to Gainsbourg's rebellious spirit and his willingness to challenge societal norms. In the context of the late 1960s and early 1970s, when the counterculture was at its peak, "No No Thank's No" was a bold statement of individuality and nonconformity.


Line by Line Meaning

No no thanks no
I refuse to comply


Je ne fume que la marijuana
I only smoke marijuana


A quoi bon insister
What's the point in insisting?


Ma dernière cigarette
My last cigarette


Est dèja refroidie
Is already cold


Je n'aime que le bourbon
I only like bourbon


C'est une affaire de goût
It's a matter of taste


Mon dernière verre je l'ai vidé
I emptied my last glass


Avec Rosemary
With Rosemary


Pour moi pas de prière
No prayer for me


Dieu m'a abandonné
God has forsaken me


Je serais pleuré demain
I'll be cried for tomorrow


Par mes frères de Harlem
By my brothers in Harlem




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Comments from YouTube:

Christian Bevillard

Des petits chef-d'oeuvres pas connus comme celui-ci, il en avait des centaines ................. merci.

Ruben Abidh

à

ROELENS Stéphane

ah oui celle là j'en avais oublié le titre. Sublime. Le 3eme volume de la première intégrale, avec des titres comme le Scénic Railway, la Saison des pluie, Elaeudanla Téïtéïa, le Temps des Yoyos… sa période bleue.

oliv hakuna

juste magnifique ....

Ivan Rys

Monsieur, vous me manquez

Captain Freedom

Covering this joint, like it or not.

Philippe Stocker

Destiné au Psychiatre Michel Burger.

Je précise que cela est un peu tard, très très tard.

Jacques Villiers

Quelqu'un a une année pour cette chanson svp?

spaceinbetween

1963 de l'album Confidentiel.

Alex C.

*Rejected in french

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