There are wild flowers
And even new waves
I want to go surfing
Between the rising tide and the breaking waves
But the sea is disgusting
And the algae are greasy
And France is governed
On the roof, workers kissed
Oh, but look at all these cops
br/>And who at the water's edge are having fun
There are as many of them as jellyfish
And the whole beach is in panic
The people all the same< br/>They're all the same
Flies on the mouth
Suddenly last summer
People all the same
They're all the same
Thumb in mouth
Suddenly last summer
Oh! I guess...
But the storm roared
And the wind blew
It was just before
The fire trucks came to us crushed
I, Sir, I am an anarchist
I am fundamentally pessimistic
But life is a fight of dogs
Which fight around a trash can ...
Mmh!...
People all the same
They are all the same
Flies on the mouth
Suddenly summer last
People all the same
They are all the same
Thumb in mouth
Suddenly last summer
Oh! I guess...