When I listen a bit to the language
That holds on to involve me
And comes to take me as an hostage
At the evening news
And that shoots you straight into the eyes.
They do everything to make us cry.
I have the Sahel in my plate
And 3 lepers in salt pork.
Thank you, gentlemen and journalists
For willing to inform us well
When we know that, spending money
Tomorrow, Africa could eat!
You must sacrifice a plane
In the French army sky.
"It is annoying" says Matignon (location of the French Prime Minister)
"We cannot do that to Marcel (Dassault)."
But you are no selfish people
And, only to wind neighbours up
You would make the sacrifice
To adopt a little Vietnamese.
We are appealing to your kind heart.
Us, we cannot, understand well
Because, as the doctor told us
"City is no good for his complexion."
At Vatican City, when someone slips
(Léon) Zitrone is there to comment.
The evangelic skating
That makes a change from betting on the horses
And here he is in front of the Pope
And His Lordship and His Majesty.
"Be kind! Come for Easter!
We have Viets to christen!"
We ask the Minister
Apologizing for disturbing him
And, while brushing his pelisse
"Can we interview you?"
He is confident, there is hope.
As long as there is hope, he is confident.
He does not know despair
But he says that he understands it.
They are going to be happy, in Lorraine
To know they have been understood.
If there is no bread in the tin can
They should have voted, as someone had said.
"But if those people hit back
Will you send tanks over there?"
"No" he answers, with a smile.
"We do not have that model anymore."
"And what about nuclear power?
Mister, tell us the danger
If there were, somewhere in the air
Bubbles no one could control."
"As for the leaks
We are more or less used to them
But if those bubbles are chips-shaped
They come from our close neighbour (Belgium)."
And so end
Your television news.
Children have stepped on a mine
On Mediterranean beaches.
Anyway, have a good Sunday
And on the roads, be careful!
And, because of the year of the childhood
Leave your kids at your parents'.
It will be sunny all over France.
The cold wave has gone.
Next news at 11:30pm.
Thank you for having listened to me.
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When I listen a bit to the language That holds on to involve me And comes to take me as an hostage At the evening news And that shoots you straight into the eyes. They do everything to make us cry. I have the Sahel in my plate And 3 lepers in salt pork.
Thank you, gentlemen and journalists For willing to inform us well When we know that, spending money Tomorrow, Africa could eat!
You must sacrifice a plane In the French army sky. "It is annoying" says Matignon (location of the French Prime Minister) "We cannot do that to Marcel (Dassault)." But you are no selfish people And, only to wind neighbours up You would make the sacrifice To adopt a little Vietnamese.
We are appealing to your kind heart. Us, we cannot, understand well Because, as the doctor told us "City is no good for his complexion."
At Vatican City, when someone slips (Léon) Zitrone is there to comment. The evangelic skating That makes a change from betting on the horses And here he is in front of the Pope And His Lordship and His Majesty. "Be kind! Come for Easter! We have Viets to christen!"
We ask the Minister Apologizing for disturbing him And, while brushing his pelisse "Can we interview you?"
He is confident, there is hope. As long as there is hope, he is confident. He does not know despair But he says that he understands it. They are going to be happy, in Lorraine To know they have been understood. If there is no bread in the tin can They should have voted, as someone had said.
"But if those people hit back Will you send tanks over there?" "No" he answers, with a smile. "We do not have that model anymore."
"And what about nuclear power? Mister, tell us the danger If there were, somewhere in the air Bubbles no one could control." "As for the leaks We are more or less used to them But if those bubbles are chips-shaped They come from our close neighbour (Belgium)."
And so end Your television news. Children have stepped on a mine On Mediterranean beaches. Anyway, have a good Sunday And on the roads, be careful! And, because of the year of the childhood Leave your kids at your parents'. It will be sunny all over France. The cold wave has gone. Next news at 11:30pm. Thank you for having listened to me.