Fasten your seatbelts
Put out your cigarette butts
Because here comes the adventure
Of Jojo the demagogue

Here is the not so ordinary story
Of a guy who was a working-class son
Who worked at night in the Halles
Who never hung out in bars

He had style, he had class
He didn't look like a gigolo
He stood out from the crowd
He had the stuff of a Hidalgo

It's Jojo the demagogue
President of the gullible
Who fascinates the yokels
When he dances the tango

Jojo had ambition
He wanted to forget his rank
He dreamed of climbing the ladder
And ending up President one day

He became the idol of the youth
Because he knew how to make himself loved
Especially by the guys from Garges-lès-Gonesse
Who were only there to rhyme

It's Jojo the demagogue
President of the gullible
You can see his photo
On the walls of the metro ('cadéro)

One day he bet his wallet
On a hundred to one long shot
In the fifth race at Auteuil
The horse won hands down

Jojo hit the big jackpot
He stopped working
He made a lot of connections
On the side of high society

It's Jojo the demagogue
Who betrayed the working class
He hangs out in casinos
From Nice to Monaco (caïne)

He sweet-talked the old folks in his neighborhood so well
That one fine day
The small shopkeepers, the plumbers
Elected him local deputy (quack, quack)

But Jojo who knew how to talk
Did his job so well
As a representative of the servants
That he was elected to the Elysée (olé)

It's Jojo the demagogue
President of the gullible
Who buy you a drink
With tax money ('pulaux)

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