France Lyrics

She wants to eat my cat! She wants to eat my dog!
She got to boil my favorite frog!
She ate it witch her folks, with garlic and egg yolks
Then asked me if I want to snog!
They all wear stupid hats, made from their rabid rats
Who ended life as Sunday nosh!
They have black underwear, from where their public hair
Shows gust how much they like to wash!

C'est la vie en France, C'est la vie pour eux!
C'est la en France, they're all from hell!

They always play with boules, they play like perfect fools
They drink Pernod without a glance!
And when the bottles' done, they drink another one
Then CanCan home without a chance!

C'est la vie en France, c'est la vie pour eux
C'est la en France, I really think it sucks!
Hey! You! Comment ca va? Like Jean de Floret
Hey! You! In the beret... Just go away!

I hate the way they pose, I hate La vie en Rose
I'd like to drown them in the Seine and if they pop up twice
I think the best advice, would be to push them down again!
I hate the Tour D'Effel I hate the Louvre as well
I think Versailles a waste of time, and if they start to cry
Then simply tell them why - their country sucks and they're all slime!

I think Manet's a jerk I think Van Gogh's a berk
Who spent his time down on his knees,
And in the Breton hills, they're all on happy pills
Because their life's a full fat cheese!