Tell me, Pierre, do you like boys?
Not that it changes anything, but
They all ask themselves the question you understand
We must have things to talk about
Just the time
For one or two then three coffee breaks

And then we wonder
If Marie doesn't have AIDS
It's been a while since we've seen her
Walking her cat
Or maybe it's her husband
Who beats her black and blue
He dominates but the worst part of all this
Is of course the children's morale
Imagine little Jonathan
In his bed sobbing
The poor kid isn't even ten years old
Yes but for gossip it's funny

I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
So scared of the void
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
Aaah I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
So scared of the void
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared

Among colleagues it's like Paris Match
I promise you, nothing escapes them
Who will hold the best scoop
Who will deliver the best blow

A divorce is 300 points
That you double if it includes adultery
And God knows it's not very good but
I bet everything on alimony
Because yes suddenly all this agitates me and I play
Amused by their words I dive
Perverted by their fault and I play
Amused by their words
And then I dive, I dive

I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
So scared of the void
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
Aaah I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared
So scared of the void
I'm scared, I'm scared, I'm scared

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