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Duu duu duu duu
Les poissons, les poissons_How I love les poissons
Love to chop and to serve little fish
First I cut of their heads_Zen I pull out their bones
Ah mais oui, ça see'est toujours delish
Les poissons, les poissons_Hee hee hee, haw haw haw
With the cleaver I hack them in two
I pull out what's inside_And I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishes, don't you?
Here's something for tempting the palate
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet
Then you slash through the skin_Give the the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in_'Cause that makes it taste nice
Zut alors! I have missed one
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Sacre bleu, what is zis?_How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet, little succulent crab?
Quelle dommage! What a loss_Here we go, in the sauce
And some flour, I think just a dab
Then I stuff you with bread_It don't hurt, 'cause you're dead
And you're certainly lucky, you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot_In my big silver pot
Tout à l'heure, mon poisson!_Au revoir!
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He is not yet dead_That's what the geezer said
No, he's not yet dead_That man is off his head
He is not yet dead_So put him back in bed
Keep him off the cart because he's not yet dead.
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Well now he is dead_You whacked him on the head
Sure, now he is dead_It makes me just see red
You are such a brute_To murder that old coot
You homicidal bastard, now he's really dead
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Who is the knave who put him in his grave ??
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My name is Lancelot
I'm big, and strong, and hot.
Occasionally I do
Some things that I should not.
I want to be a knight
But I don't like to fight
I'm rather scared I may
Just simply run away
I'll be right with you_Robin, through and through and through
So stick with me_And I'll show you what to do
We'll remain good chums_You can teach me how to dance
We're going to enlist_Im Robin and im Lance
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Oh we're off to war_Because we're not yet dead
We will all enlist_As the Knights that Arthur led.
I am coming too-My name will be Sir Fred
I'll be your musician-Cos I'm not yet dead
To kill_I will
It gives me such a thrill
To sing_And dance
And keep an eye on Lance
We're going off to war_We'll have girlfriends by the score
We'll be shot by Michael Moore!
ALL: Because we're not yet
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DEAD
NOT YET DEAD.
