Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Baby Carni Bird, artist - Jean-Louis Murat.
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: French
Baby Carni Bird(original) |
Hé frère, regarde c’te nouvelle |
C’est-y pas un truc énorme? |
Si tu veux bien vivre dans une poubelle |
Y te refont une bite en or |
Ouais une bite en or |
Ok ben je te laisse travailler ton drive |
Putain une bite en or |
Je te prends le Ronnie Bird |
Et le Sonny and Cher |
Ouh, de l’or |
Moi j’aime chanter toutes les nuits |
En vrai baby carni bird |
Monocorde dans ma nuit d’hiver |
Un vrai baby carni bird |
Wootchie ! |
Vas-y play ta part tes |
Pièges à corneilles |
M’a gueulé un type du fond |
J’ai dit: «Qu'est-ce t’as toi? |
C’est quoi ta corneille ?» |
Et puis y m’dit: «C'est quoi ton fond? |
Y m’dit, y m’dit: «C'est quoi ce fond ?» |
Mais v’là qu’un autre mariole |
Me dit: «Hé mon gars |
Tu t’remember Trafalgar ?» |
J’ai dit: «Ben non, tu tombes mal mon gars |
Moi je m’remember pas Trafalgar |
Moi pas de Trafalgar» |
Wootchie ! |
Je triais des brèves dans un |
Dancing hall |
Ils jouèrent un truc très swing |
Je lui dis: «Vous dansez? |
Vous dansez mam’zelle ?» |
Elle me dit: «Dites donc |
Vous ne seriez pas un d’ces bbcb, vous? |
Un d’ces baby carni bird ?» |
Mélanie souffrait |
Elle m’a dit: «Je t’aime |
Mais comment peux-tu te mentir ?» |
J’ai dit: «C'est marrant, je |
Pensais de même mais |
Comment peut-on se mentir |
Ouh ! |
Comment peut-on se mentir ?» |
Wootchie ! |
Ok je file à Vienne |
Je lui dis: «Oh c’est quoi |
Qu’est-ce qui cloche |
Dans ma tisane ?» |
Y m’dit: «Tiens-toi bien |
Aux dernières nouvelles |
C’est l’autre qui ne t’aime pas |
Oui c’est l’autre qui ne t’aime pas» |
J’ai dit: «Quoi, un mec qu’a |
Perdu ses cheums qu’a |
La berline toute inondée |
Qui de sa berline voit le feu |
Dans sa chambre ?» |
Y m’dit: «Ben ouais, t’as pu qu'à te marrer |
Ben ouais t’as pu qu'à te marrer |
Wootchie ! |
Triste je suis parti dans le Montana |
Voir le Billy tête de mort |
J’lui dis: «Hé mon Bill qu’est-ce |
Tu penses de ça ?» |
Y m’dit: «Ecoute |
On dirait un sport |
Ecoute on dirait un sport» |
Là j’croise Sitting Bull |
Je lui dis: «Hé, m’sieur Bill |
On n’a plus de papillons !» |
Y m’dit: «Ca tombe bien |
Nous on n’a plus de mules |
Mais dis donc, toi t’es con t’es con |
Alors toi t’es vraiment con» |
Wootchie ! |
Moi j’aime chanter toutes les nuits |
En vrai baby carni bird |
Monocorde dans ma nuit d’hiver |
Un vrai baby carni bird |
Wootchie ! |
(translation) |
Hey brother, look at this news |
Isn't that a huge thing? |
If you wanna live in a trash can |
They make you a golden dick again |
Yeah golden dick |
Ok well I'll let you work on your drive |
Fucking a golden dick |
I take you the Ronnie Bird |
And the Sonny and Cher |
Oh, gold |
I like to sing every night |
Real baby carni bird |
Monochord in my winter night |
A real baby carni bird |
Woochie! |
Go ahead play your part your |
Crow traps |
A guy from the bottom yelled at me |
I said, "What's the matter with you? |
What's your crow?" |
And then he said to me, "What's your background? |
He said to me, he said to me, "What's that bottom?" |
But here comes another mariole |
Tells me, "Hey boy |
Do you remember Trafalgar? |
I said, "Well no, you're in bad shape, boy |
I don't remember Trafalgar |
Me not from Trafalgar" |
Woochie! |
I was sorting news in a |
Dancing hall |
They played a very swinging thing |
I said, "Do you dance? |
Do you dance ma'am?" |
She said to me, "Say, |
You wouldn't be one of those bbcb's, would you? |
One of those baby carni birds?” |
Melanie was suffering |
She said to me: "I love you |
But how can you lie to yourself?" |
I said, "It's funny, I |
Thought the same but |
How can we lie to each other |
Ooh! |
How can we lie to each other?" |
Woochie! |
Ok I'm off to Vienna |
I tell him, "Oh what is it |
What's Wrong |
In my herbal tea?" |
He said to me: "Behave well |
In the last news |
It's the other who doesn't love you |
Yes, it's the other who doesn't love you" |
I said, "What, a dude that's got |
Lost his cheums that has |
The sedan all flooded |
Who from his sedan sees the fire |
In his room ?" |
He said to me: "Well yeah, you could only have fun |
Well yeah you could only laugh |
Woochie! |
Sad I went to Montana |
See Billy Skull |
I say to him: “Hey my Bill what is it |
Do you think of that?" |
He says to me: “Listen |
Looks like a sport |
Look it sounds like a sport" |
There I meet Sitting Bull |
I tell him, "Hey, Mr. Bill |
We're out of butterflies!" |
He said to me: "That's good |
We have no more mules |
But tell me, you're stupid, you're stupid |
So you are really dumb" |
Woochie! |
I like to sing every night |
Real baby carni bird |
Monochord in my winter night |
A real baby carni bird |
Woochie! |