Le roi d'Angleterre Déclare la guerre Sur mer et sur terre Au roi du Pérou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou La guerre, c'est vraiment jolie Mais j'aime mieux le patchouli Madame Joséphine Nourrit de strychnine Toutes ses voisines

I lied just a little When I said I need you You stretched the truth When you said that you knew Just can't believe it There's nothing to say I was almost honest, almost Living alone, can't stand this place It's four in the morning and I still see your

As time goes by Moonlight and love songs Never out of date Hearts full of passion Jealousy and hate Woman needs man That no one can deny It's still the same old story A fight for love and glory

In the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life Said, "I raise my hands I'm findin' more and more truth Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me I once was lost, but now am found Was blind, but now I see 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear And grace my fears relieved How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed

And I love you so much I'm gonna let you I'm not calling you a liar Just don't lie to me I'm not calling you a thief I'm not calling you a ghost Wraps itself around my tongue As it softly speaks

There must be some way out of here Said the joker to the thief There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line know what any of it is worth No reason to get excited,the

You put your arms around me and I'm home And I believe that it's easier for you to let me go I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let a love get so close You put your arms around me I

But she just won't believe me She just won't believe me I never meant been to see him

The man I love Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home From which I'll never roam Who would, would you And so all else above