What’s the use, pretty girl

Of these dark sunglasses

Are you so famous you

Wanna be left in peace

Or did you put them here

To keep hidden the tears

That come streaming over

Blue-coloured blows ?

You promised to the priest

You promised to the man

Before the marriage feast

Then the suffering began

Wedding night, love and fun

One, two, three – and he came

No matters, you have time

A whole life of sunshines

Then the pale morning sun

Didn’t lowered your fever

But the bright sunshine burns

Honey moon 'came bitter

It was late – he said “bitch

You lazy, wake and taste”

Combo punch and high kick

And your face became a waste

You promised to be pretty

For the worst and the best

You promised to be nice

And started the wedding dance

For years it went on so

Was you used in that pain ?

Or did you think the law

Won’t let you leave your man ?

Even if you minded to

He won’t have let you flee

To make sure he filled you

With a baby

And thoughts turns in your brain

“What’s the fault I have done

To deserve such a pain

What’s the sin I have done”

You promised to be pretty

For the worst and the best

You promised to be nice

And started the wedding dance

Broken doll, I am sure

As Jesus loves his nails

That you’ll wait for hours

‘til he gets released from jail

You promised to be pretty

For the worst and the best

You promised to be nice

And started the wedding dance

(Traduction approximative de Poupée Brisée...)

Wedding dances

Listen to me baby

I've seen you alone

Let spend some good times

Have a drink baby

Sadness has now gone

Your smile seems to shine

Lookin' at your eyes

Feel as if I drown

Teach me how to swim

I don't tell you lies

Baby please don't go

We could be a team

Right place

Right time

Right words

Right girl

Right place

Right time

Right words

Wrong man

She has gone away

I don't understand

Where I missed something

Don't know where's the way

How have I to stand

To make that girl staying

Now I got my glass

For only company

My heart takin' up my throat

Like the thawing ice

I feel so spilly

So long is the road

Right place

Right time

Right words

Right girl

Right place

Right time

Right words

Wrong man

 I'm so happy
 Time passes slowly
 I feel so free
 Life seems friendly
 
 My soul escapes
 Its daily shape
I would like to
 Share it with you
 
Are you really ready to...  
 Nothing 
 Are you really ready to...  
 Nothing 
 Boring times are here 
 I'm glad to see 
 Nothing to do 
 Nothing, nothing
 People tell me
 "Don't be lazy"
 They sound so far
I guess they are

 I see outside
 Crowd rush and ride
I think they're blind
 Within their pride 
 Are you really ready to...  
 Nothing 
 Are you really ready to...  
 Nothing 
 Boring times are here 
 I'm glad to see 
 Nothing to do 
 Nothing, nothing
 I'm so happy
 Time passes slowly
I feel so free
 Life seems friendly

 My soul escapes
 Its daily shape
I would like to
 Share it with you 
 Are you really ready to...  
 Nothing 
 Are you really ready to...  
 Nothing 
 Boring times are here 
 I'm glad to see 
 Nothing to do 
 Nothing, nothing

 I'm so happy
 Feeling lazy
 I would like to
 Share it with you 

Once upon a time there was a war

He signed into for some dollars a day

He was proud of the uniform he wore

And the flag for which he has gone away

He came in a land that for him was unknown

He didn’t know why he came into this place

He didn’t use to ask himself those questions

He just knew he wanted to show his courage

And he killed and he killed again

Not to be killed, not to go insane

When the bombs’ sound slowly went away

He sat down and just started wondering

Where’s the glory he wanted to be paid

Who gave him the right to steal so many beings

Who’s right, no matters

Death came, death went… that’s all

(traduction approximative du Brave petit soldat...)

He got brand new shoes and a blue-eyed look
He got a sharpened and swift smile
He got a shirt for sunday afternoon
He got a job for his silk tie

This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place
This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place

He got a parking place with his name on it
He got a Mercedes-Benz to fit in
He got the good ideas when he brainstorms
He got the thinest mind when they come

This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place
This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place

He got the house that he dreamed
Far from downtown
He got an easy secretary
And a lovely wife for week-ends

This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place
(He got the girl I want)
This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place
(He got the girl I want)
This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place
(He got the girl I want)
This fucking good boy got his mind at the right place
(He got the girl I want)