STORY OF THE DAY: With an warm heart With the eyes in our beer glasses At Fat Adrienne’s from Montalent With my buddy Jojo And my buddy Pierre We went to drink away our youth/twenties Jojo took himself for Voltaire And Pierre for Casanova And I, I was the proudest I, I was just being myself And just around midnight, when the notaries walked by Coming out of the Three Pheasants hotel, We showed them our asses and our good manners And sang to them: The bourgeois are just like pigs The older they get, the stupid they become The bourgeois are just like pigs The older they get, the stupid they ... With an warm heart With the eyes in our beer glasses At Fat Adrienne’s from Montalent With my buddy Jojo And my buddy Pierre We went to drink away our youth/twenties Voltaire danced like a vicar And Casanova didn’t dare to And I, I was always the proudest I was almost as soused as myself And just around midnight, when the notaries walked by Coming out of the Three Pheasants hotel, We showed them our asses and our good manners And sang to them: The bourgeois are just like pigs The older they get, the stupid they become The bourgeois are just like pigs The older they get, the stupid they ... The hearts are resting The eyes are firmly on the ground At the bar of the Three Pheasants hotel With master Jojo And master Pierre Amidst notaries we pass our time Jojo talks about Voltaire And Pierre about Casanova And I, I am still the proudest I still talk about myself And just around midnight, Mr Commissar, Who is at the Montalent every night These young punks show us theirs asses Singing to us: The bourgeois are just like pigs The older they get, the stupid they become They say, Mr. Police Superintendent The bourgeois The older they get, the stupid they ...
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 01:53:53 +0000
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