IDLE HOURVERSE
There’s a place down the street

Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one
CHORUS
You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on

To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home

VERSE
The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all

CHORUS
So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home

FOOL # 1

CHORUS
Am I fool number 1
Or am I fool number 2
Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you
Now that it’s over, tell me the truth
If you’re the queen of heartaches,
Am I your number 1 fool?

VERSE
I spent so much time gettin’ hurt in this race
I don’t want to end up in second place

CHORUS
Am I fool number one
Or am I fool number two
Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you
Now that it’s over, tell me the truth
If you’re the queen of heartaches,
Am I your number one fool?

Instrumental break

VERSE
Set ‘em up Joe, and we’ll knock ‘em on down
To the potential number one fool in town

CHORUS
Am I fool number one
Or am I fool number two
Tell me how many fools have been fooled by you
Now that it’s over, tell me the truth
If you’re the queen of heartaches,
Am I your number one fool?
If you’re the queen of heartaches, Am I the number one fool?

DRIVIN’ HOME
VERSE
There’s a four-lane highway, stretched up ahead
People rollin’ 90 miles an hour, and going nowhere
So when you need to slow down, I just turn that car around
And take the back roads thru the country when I’m drivin’ home

VERSE
Sweet country music, on the radio
Playin’ all those old songs we used to know
Ohh, They take me back, to a place not long ago
When we took the back roads thru the country
When we’re drivin’ home

INSTRUMENTAL break

VERSE
Rollin’ hills, deep blue skies, farmer Brown will tip his hat when you drive by
Oh, we’re movin’ so fast, leave your troubles in the past and
Take the back roads thru the country when you’re drivin’ home

VERSE
There’s a four-lane highway, stretched up ahead
People rollin’ 90 miles an hour and gettin’ nowhere
So when you need to slow down, just turn this car around
And take the back roads thru the country

Take the back roads thru the country
Take the back roads thru the country when I’m drivin’ home
Drivin’ home

SOUTH CAROLINA WALTZ
VERSEIt was early spring
Cherry blossoms were bloomin’
And the sun settin’ low in the palmetto sky

Sally Ann took the hand

Of Sir William Lewis
And fell in love as they danced to
The South Carolina Waltz

VERSE
He was a sailor
Who came from South Hampton
From a ship building family, though we never pried
Sally Ann had her man, Sir William Lewis
And they danced and they swayed to the South Carolina Waltz

CHORUS
We always knew

That it was forever
Like the dawn of the rest of their lives
From that night on, they were always together
Side By Side

VERSE
It was late in the fall
When winter came callin’
And the sun sinkin’ low in the palmetto sky
Sally Ann took the hand of sir William Lewis
And they sailed off together for a late sunset ride
But the autumn winds can be unforgiving
And from out of nowhere their boat capsized
And Sally Ann grabbed the hand of Sir William Lewis
And we found them together on the shore where they died

Short Instrumental break

Now it’s early spring
Cherry blossoms are bloomin’
And the sun settin’ low in the palmetto sky

Sally Ann and her man
Are restin’ in peace

While the wind sings and dances to

The South Carolina Waltz
The South Carolina Waltz

TOO MANY HONKY TONKS
VERSE
I know she didn’t mean to hurt me
She tried so hard to make it right
I guess I lost out to the whisky
But I wonder where my baby is tonight

CHORUS
‘Cause when her tears start fallin’
Her goodtime friends come callin’
And they won’t keep her feet

On solid ground
From lonely street to misery
Uptown on down
There’re just too many honky tonks around

INSTRUMENTAL

VERSE
The neon lights are shinin’
Right thru the warm glow of this wine
And my ole heart is pinin’
And I wonder where she’ll be

At closing time.

CHORUS
‘Cause when her tears start fallin’
Her goodtime friends come callin’
And they won’t keep her feet

On solid ground
From lonely street to misery
Uptown on down
There’re just too many honky tonks around

From lonely street to misery
Uptown on down
There’re just too many honky tonks around

IF YOU NEED ME
VERSE
If you need me, honey I’ll be here for you
Even tho right now you think
That guy has hung the moon
I wish you well in that high society
But if the new wears off of those satin sheets

I’ll be here if you need me

VERSE
If you need me, honey I’ll still be around
Waiting right here on the other side of town
Where life is hard, but our love came easily
So, if the new wears off of those satin sheets
I’ll be here if you need me

CHORUS
I know you’ve wanted out of here so long

Now here’s your chance go on and run
Just remember everything that shines

Can fade away, dark clouds

Can hide the sun un un un

INSTRUMENTAL

VERSE
If you need me, honey I’ll still be around

Waiting right here on the other side of town
Where life is hard but our love came easily
So if the new wears off of those satin sheets
I’ll be here, if you need me…if you need me

I DON'T MATTER ANYWAY
VERSE
There’s a rumor goin’ round this little town
Say you’re gonna throw my love away
Well tell me where do you get off
I’m the one having second thoughts
And I don’t think we can last another day

CHORUS
So We can talk about it
We can sleep on it
But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face
Cause I’m beginnin’ to see

What you don’t mean to me
And it really doesn’t matter anyway

VERSE
You’ve got a new boyfriend, and I’m real free
Let’s just call a spade a spade
I’m eatin’ real well, and takin’ care of myself
It’s something I gave up on along the way

CHORUS
So we can talk about it
We can sleep on it
But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face
Cause I’m beginnin’ to see

What you don’t mean to me
And it really doesn’t matter anyway

REPEAT CHORUS
We can talk about it
We can sleep on it
But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face
Cause I’m beginnin’ to see

What you don’t mean to me

And it really doesn’t matter anyway

No it really doesn’t matter anyway

GOODTIME HONKY TONK
VERSE
Just a little past the county line
Where the kudzu’s growin’ up the cross road sign

Sun’s sinkin’ thru the pine
You’ll find the goodtime honky tonk

VERSE
Just one happy family
Blowin’ off steam at the end of the week
Yes sir, no ma’am, thank you, please
At the goodtime honky tonk

CHORUS
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a cold one
Lose your troubles
An’ have some fun
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a partner
Try to hang on
To an old George Strait song
At the goodtime Honky Tonk

VERSE
Jukebox sittin’ on the old front porch
Punch those numbers and hit the floor
We all know what we’re here for

At the goodtime Honky Tonk

VERSE
None of that new country breed
Just Hank and Lefty and some Brenda Lee
Listen to Willie puff some weed
At the goodtime Honky Tonk


CHORUS
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a cold one
Lose your troubles
An’ have some fun
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a partner
Try to hang on
To an old George Strait song
At the goodtime Honky Tonk

INSTRUMENTAL

REPEAT CHORUS
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a cold one
Lose your troubles
An’ have some fun
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Goodtime Honky Tonk
Grab yourself a partner
Try to hang on
To an old George Strait song
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
At the goodtime Honky Tonk
Heyeeeee

Comme si à chaque fois que tu devais apparaîtreTout devait disparaître
Comme si c’était fait exprès
Comme si on n’y pouvait pour rien
Tout va bien

T’inquiète pas
Tout va bien

T’inquiète pas

Et quand tout aura disparu,
tu réapparaîtras
rétroviseur comme si je savais déjà
Comme si c’était écrit quelque part
Seulement j’m’en souviens pas
La spirale
La spirale
Je m’épuise
Je veux te revoir
On s’résiste
C’est le désespoir
Tu m’éclipses
Tu me peins en noir
Ca existe
Je ne peux le voir
Tu m’existes
Là où je vais tu es déjà
Tout m’éclipse



English translation :

REARVIEW MIRROR
As if every time you had to appear

Everything had to disappear

As if it were done on purpose

As if we could do nothing
about it

Everything is fine

Don’t
worry
Everything is fine

Don’t
worry


And when everything
has disappeared
you will reappear

rearview mirror,
as if I already knew

As if it were written somewhere

Only I don’t
remember

The spiral,
The spiral

I'm
worn out
I want to see you again

We resist
each other
It's despair

You eclipse me
You paint me in black

It exists

I can’t
see
it
You exist
for me
Where
I am going, you are already

Everything eclipses me

C’est la guerre autour de nous mon amourallez avoue, allez avoue
avoue, que ça te fait du bien
que ça te fait plaisir
qu’on fait ça pour rien
juste pour se faire rugir pour se faire rougir.
et tout et tout et toujours tout
puisque c’est parti, je ne sais où
plus de romantisme
Plus rien comme appui
puisque que c’est parti
c’est la guerre autour de nous mon amour
soudés sous les treillis aux abris
sous la tonnelle de fusils

J’ai planté des narcisses dans tes gerçures
attendant qu’elles fleurissent
je fais des ballots du lierre grimpant sur ta figure
puisque c’est parti, je ne sais où
On a condamné l’ouverture
on voulait voir, éclore le bout du tunnel
de l’aventure
j’ai creusé des tranchées
sous ta bouche pas douée pour les baisers
je te reconnais dans cette trêve
qui te va si bien
drapée dans l’étendard
défendant au glaive
ton petit bout de territoire
mon petit bout de terrain, mon petit bout de terrain
J’ai planté des narcisses dans tes gerçures
attendant qu’elles fleurissent
je fais des ballots du lierre grimpant sur ta figure
puisque c’est parti, je ne sais où
On est vivant mon amour
on est des géants
le reste ne vaut rien
c’est la guerre autour de nous.
et c’est repartis mon amour
les camouflets dissimulés
enseveli, dévasté, par les assauts répétés
on est vivant mon amour
on est des géants
c’est la guerre autour de nous.
avoue que ça te fait du bien

qu’on fait ça pour rien

juste pour se faire rugir pour se faire rougir
Pour se faire rougir.
English translation :
IT'S WAR AROUND US MY LOVE

It's war around us my love

Own up, Own up
it
does
you good, you like it

we do it
to make us
roar,
to
make us
blush
and
all and
everything and always

since it's gone, I do not know where, no
more romance Nothing
to lean on
since it's gone it's war around us my love

Bound
under shelters
trellises
under the rifles


I planted
narcissi
in your chapped lips
waiting for them to bloom

I'm making bales of ivy climbing on your face

since it's gone, I do not know where

We have condemned the opening
we wanted to see,the light at
the end of the tunnel, of the
adventure
I dug trenches under your mouth,
not great
for kisses
I recognize you in this truce which suits you so well

draped in the
banner,
defending with
your
sword your little piece of territory

my little piece of land, my little piece of land


I planted
narcissi
in your chapped lips
waiting for them to bloom

I'm making bales of ivy climbing on your face

since it's gone, I do not know where


We are alive my love
and
we are giants

the rest is worthless,
it's war around us
and it's gone my love,
hidden
insults
buried, devastated, by repeated assaults

We are alive my love
and
we are giants

the rest is worthless,
it's war around us
Own up, Own up
it
does
you good, you like it

we do it
to make us
roar,
to
make us
blush

Que mon corps casque et me trahisseQue le temps passe et me flétrisse
Que ma vue perde l'horizon
Que je te laisse sans réaction
Que ma langue manque de salive
Sur tes seins en forme d'olive
Que tu me saches moins viril
Que mon cœur lâche sur ton nombril

Toi tu seras toujours

Chair et canon
Chair et canon

Quand je ne ferai plus le caniche
Que je ne te toucherai plus ma biche
Quand je ne serai plus le patron
Que je ne serai plus qu'un vieux con
Quand je serai au bord de la ruine
Et qu'on me mettra sous morphine
Quand je tomberai pour de bon
Dans un coma aussi profond

Toi tu seras toujours

Chair et canon
Chair et canon

Que mon corps casque et me trahisse
Que le temps passe et me flétrisse
Que ma vue perde l'horizon
Que tu me laisses sans érection
Que tu me saches moins viril
Que mon coeur lâche sur mon nombril

Toi tu seras toujours
Chair et canon
Chair et canon


English translation :

CANNON FODDER
May my body wither and betray me
May time pass and wilt me
May my vision lose the horizon
May I leave you without response
May my tongue lack saliva
On your olive-shaped breasts
May you know me less virile
May my heart break on your navel

You will always be
Cannon fodder
Cannon fodder

When I won’t be poodle anymore
When I won’t touch you any more my little deer
When I won’t be the boss anymore
When I will be just an old fool
When I'm on the verge of ruin
And when they put me under morphine
When I fall for good
Into a coma so deep

You will always be
Cannon fodder
Cannon fodder

May my body wither and betray me
May time pass and wilt me
May my vision lose the horizon
May you leave me without erection
May you know me less virile
May my heart break on your navel

You will always be
Cannon fodder
Cannon fodder

Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche
collier, bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui
fait la pom pom girl loin des vergers de notre midi.

Peuplier pomponné,
toiletté comme un caniche
collier bracelet de boules de gui.
Qu’est-ce qu’on aura crié, hurlé dans le virage
on aura même fait peur à l’orage
un short un anorak, mais quel été !
Quelle était, quelle était la saison ?

REFRAIN

C’est encore une année bonne qu’on s’est souhaité
à couler du collyre du colibri
dans l’oeil de la corneille et de sa nichée x2

En bleu sous le ciel orage on a crié dans ce virage
dans le sable ou la neige on a fait les anges on s’est mis en nage
mais quelle était, quelle était la saison ?
tu fais la guerre aux pommes pommes
loin des vergers de notre automne
moi l’hiver écharpe et bonnet, toi l’été caniche et cache-nez.

REFRAIN

Peuplier pomponné toiletté comme un caniche
collier bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui.

REFRAIN X 2


English translation :

YOU, THE SUMMER

Poplar
tree, powdered and
groomed like a poodle

necklace, arm,
bracelet
of
mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries

Like a
cheerleader far from the orchards of our noon.

Poplar
tree, powdered and
groomed like a poodle

necklace, arm,
bracelet
of
mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries

what will
we have shouted, howled in the bend

we will even have
scared the storm

Shorts,
an anorak, but what a summer!


It's still a good year we wished
for
flowing
colibri eye drops in the eye of the crow and its
nest
x2


In blue,
under the stormy sky we shouted in this bend

In the sand or the snow we made angels we were sweating

but what was the season?


you make
war with the apples,
far from the orchards of our autumn

Me,
winter,
scarf and hat,

You,
summer,
poodle and muffler.


Poplar
tree, powdered and
groomed like a poodle

necklace, arm,
bracelet
of
mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries

Tes yeux c'est plus c'que c'était
Ton regard c'est à peu près tout ce que j'aimais
Tes baisers c'est plus c'que c'était
Et ta bouche c'est à peu près tout ce que j'aimais

SEXY SIXTIES
QUELLE FOLIE
SEXY SIXTIES
C'EST BIEN FINI

Tes bras c'est plus c'que c'était
Et tes mains c'est à peu près tout ce que j’aimais
Tes seins c'est plus c'que c'était
Et tes reins c'est à peu près tout ce que j’aimais

SEXY SIXTIES
QUELLE FOLIE
SEXY SIXTIES
C'EST BIEN FINI

Tu as bien fait je crois

De me larguer là
Pour ce mec que je ne suis pas
Sexy sixties
Pour ce gars que je ne serai jamais
Sexy sixties

Ton coeur c'est plus c'que c'était
Mon amour c'est à peu près tout ce que j’avais
Ta peau c'est plus c'que c'était
Et ton cul c'est à peu près tout ce que tu avais
Sexy sixties
Sexy sixties

Si tu m'aimes plus ça va de soit
Ca n'me fait ni chaud ni froid
Mais ne t'en fais pas pour moi
Si je suis dans de beaux draps
SEXY SIXTIES
SEXY SIXTIES



English translation :


SEXY SIXTIES


Your eyes, it’s not what it used to be

Your look, it’s pretty much everything I liked

Your kisses, it’s not what it used to be

And your mouth, it’s pretty much everything I liked


SEXY SIXTIES

WHAT MADNESS

SEXY SIXTIES

IT'S ALL OVER


Your arms, it’s not what it used to be
And your hands, it’s pretty much everything I liked

Your breasts, it’s not what it used to be

And your kidneys, it’s pretty much everything I loved


SEXY SIXTIES

WHAT MADNESS

SEXY SIXTIES

IT'S ALL OVER


You were right I think to leave me there

For this guy that I'm not

Sexy sixties

For this guy I will never be

Sexy sixties


Your heart, it’s not what it used to be

My love, it’s pretty much all I had

Your skin, it’s not what it used to be

And your ass, it’s pretty much all you had


Sexy sixties
Sexy sixties


If you don’t love me anymore, it's okay

It doesn’t bother me

But don’t worry about me

If I’m in a real mess

SEXY SIXTIES
SEXY SIXTIES

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veutBaudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Suffit pas d’être saoul
Ni de paraître fou
C’est pas une question de shoots
Ni de sexe ni de look

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Tout brûle autour de soi
Pourquoi ces châteaux de sable
Qu’engloutissent les vagues
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Faire et puis tout défaire
Et mettre tout à l’envers
Avec la même foi

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Là-haut sur son étoile
Soufflent les vents du désert
Qui brûlent la peau et l’âme



English translation :

THERE'S ONLY GAINSBOURG


There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
It’s not enough to
be drunk
No
appear
to be
crazy
It's not a question of shooting up
No of
sex no
of
appearances

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Everything burns around you
Why these sand castles
swallowed up by
the waves
There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Make and
un-make
And putting
everything
the other way round
With the same
conviction

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Up there on his star
the desert winds
blow
burning
skin and
soul

Si tu crois que je t'aime un jour
Ne crois pas que c'est pour toujours
Tout les mots sont toujours de tropOui je sais c'est

moi le plus beau ,carJe suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro
Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau un vrai S

Je suis un SJ’y peux rien j'ai ça dans la peau

Allergique aux sentimentsRange les donc avec tes calmantsTu sent pas comme une drôle d'odeur?J’aime pas l'amour,J’aime pas l'amour, car
Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau un vrai S
Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro
Je suis un SJ’y peux rien j'ai ça dans la peau
Je suis un S.Un vrai un beau super zéro

Sírveme una copa del mejor veneno
tócame una nota que me ayude a morir
quiero seguir siendo un humano obsceno
llévame a un lugar donde te pueda mentir

ya no quiero, ya no quiero, quiero quererte
solo quiero, solo quiero, quiero morir.
Dentro del espejo verás siempre mi sombra
sombra que te excita y no te deja dormir
dentro de mis ojos el color se transforma
forma de serpiente que te me ayuda a fingir

ya no quiero, ya no quiero, quiero quererte
solo quiero, solo quiero, quiero morir.