Lyrics of Hou hou méfions-nous - Jean Ferrat

Hou hou méfions-nous (original)

On s’tait connu Pigalle chez la femme d’un dput
Chez la femme d’un dput qui avait le got du scandale
Etant de la majorit, tant de la majorit
Avec sa barbe et son teint ple, ses cheveux pendant sur le cou
Ses cheveux pendant sur le cou, son vieux blue-jean et ses sandales
Il paraissait vraiment dans l’coup, il paraissait vraiment dans l’coup
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Il m’entrana tout feu tout flamme une grande manifestation
A une grande manifestation de celles qui rassemblent Paname
La fine fleur de la nation, la fine fleur de la nation
Allons faire la rvolution, s’crie mon trange quidam
S’crie mon trange quidam, foutons les banquiers au violon
Foutons le feu Notre-Dame, foutons le feu Notre-Dame
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
On va faire chanter le plastic aux oreilles du grand patron
Aux oreilles du grand patron, rugit mon barbu frntique
En fouillant dans son pantalon, en fouillant dans son pantalon
Devant le peuple mdus, il n’en sortit qu’un tendard
Il n’en sortit qu’un tendard, on rigolait l’Elyse
C’tait rp pour le grand Soir, c’tait rp pour le grand Soir
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Voyant sa tactique faillir, v’l qu’il m’invite boire un coup
V’l qu’il m’invite boire un coup dans sa chambre pour mieux saisir
La pense de Mao Ts-Toung, la pense de Mao Ts-Toung
Dieu seul sait quel fut mon supplice, quand je lui grimpai sur le dos
Quand je lui grimpai sur le dos, mais pour une fois que la police
On peut la baiser comme il faut, on peut la baiser comme il faut
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
L’assaut fut sans doute si rude qu’il partit les jambes son cou
Qu’il partit les jambes son cou en qualifiant mon attitude
De trop avant-garde son got, de trop avant-garde son got
Depuis qu’on sait son aventure jusqu’au revers de la mdaille
Jusqu’au revers de la mdaille, il parat qu' la prfecture
Y’a des volontaires en pagaille, y’a des volontaires en pagaille
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!
Hou hou, mfions-nous, les flics sont partout!

(translation)

We met Pigalle at the wife of a deputy
At the wife of a deputy who had a taste for scandal
Being of the majority, so much of the majority
With his beard and his pale complexion, his hair hanging down his neck
Her hair hanging down her neck, her old blue jeans and her sandals
He looked really into it, he looked really into it
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
He dragged me all fire all flame a great demonstration
At a large demonstration of those who bring together Paname
The flower of the nation, the flower of the nation
Let's go make the revolution, shouts my strange fellow
Shouts my strange fellow, let's fuck the bankers to the violin
Let's set Notre Dame on fire, let's set Notre Dame on fire
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
We'll make the plastic sing in the ears of the big boss
To the ears of the big boss, roars my frenzied bearded man
Rummaging in his pants, fumbling in his pants
In front of the mdus people, only a standard came out
Only a standard came out, we were laughing at the Elyse
It was rehearsed for the big night, it was rehearsed for the big night
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
Seeing his tactic fail, he wants me to have a drink
He invites me to have a drink in his room to better understand
Mao Ts-Tung's Thought, Mao Ts-Tung's Thought
God only knows what my torment was, when I climbed on his back
When I climbed on his back, but for once the police
We can fuck her good, we can fuck her good
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
The onslaught was probably so rough that he left his legs his neck
That he left his legs his neck qualifying my attitude
Too avant-garde its taste, too avant-garde its taste
Since we know his adventure until the reverse of the medal
Until the reverse of the medal, it seems that at the prefecture
There's a mess of volunteers, there's a mess of volunteers
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!
Hou hou, beware, the cops are everywhere!