I wake up, I try to turn on the light
There's no electricity or network
In my apartment, it's all smoky
There's a fog you could cut with scissors
Is it a bug or a heavy joke
I can't see anything but I'm not deaf
In the street, I hear weird screams
People everywhere
Making love
In the fog we make love (x3)
It's the bug (R)
We make love blindly
Dirty ideas come and obsess me
I'm harder than the Marquis de Sade
I don't have the mini model but the big package
I'm going to screw Daisy, Minnie and Mickey
I put on a condom in the dark, I go
I wouldn't want to catch HIV
In this aphrodisiac fog
We all grab each other like macaques
Rugby scrum in Eve's outfit
Heteros, bi, gays like Dave
We're not discreet, no beautiful speeches
Not even hello
No, we make love
(R)
In this fog there are no jealous ones
The pretty cannons the ugly bullets
All in heat the citizens
That's what's good when you can't see anything
No more keffiehs, no more kippas
No more kepis, no more thugs
We're in rut like big wild animals
We all want peace and love
When you're naked you have to be honest
It's not the UN that saves the planet
No, it's your ass
I pray to all the gods
If the fog lifts one day
Let us not have to gouge out our eyes
To be happy and make love
(R)

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