Le Chat Du Café Des Artistes Lyrics

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Cover art for Le Chat Du Café Des Artistes lyrics by Charlotte Gainsbourg

When you're dead, you're dead When you don't laugh anymore, you don't live anymore When I'll have cut the cord Put me in a trashcan

Let me hang for a month and then throw me to the cat Let him decline my spleen and my liver But pick the hour so he eats my heart and so I'll stay with you on your shoulders and your knees Let me be, because we have to exist The cat from the Artists' Café

And if bread comes to be lacking I won't be there and don't hesitate Break my paws and neck And eat me directly from the cat

It won't be the first time that we eat an artist

When you're dead, you're dead When you don't laugh anymore, you don't live anymore When I'll have cut the cord Put me in a trashcan

And then they forgot me there La la la la la As they forgot the cat They will forget my head and my songs

It won't be the first time that we forget an artist

When you're dead, you're dead When you don't laugh anymore, you don't live anymore When I'll have cut the cord Put me in a trashcan

And then they forgot me there La la la la la La la la la la