Hi, hi... hmm...
Père Lucifer
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane.
Tu n'as jamais semblé aussi sain d'esprit
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain.
Tu as toujours préféré la bruine à la pluie
Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid.
Dis-moi que tu es toujours amoureux de cette laitière
How the Lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging, ha.
Et comment les Lézards
Et ton Jésus Christ ont été pendus
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.
Rien ne m'empêchera de flotter
Rien ne m'empêchera de flotter
Heh. He says he reckons I'm a watercolor stain.
He says I run and then I run from him and then I run.
Il dit qu'il me considère comme une tache d’aquarelle
He didn't see me watching from the aeroplane.
Il dit que je cours et que je m'éloigne de lui
He wiped a tear and then he threw away our appleseed.
Et alors je m'éloigne
Il ne m'a pas vu regarder
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.
Par le hublot de l'avion
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating.
Il essuya une larme
Puis jeta notre pépin de pomme
Hey... yes...
Rien ne m'empêchera de flotter
Every day's my wedding day.
Though baby's still in his comatose state.
Chaque jour est mon jour de noce
Die my own Easter eggs.
Bien que mon amour est toujours dans son état comateux
Just don't go yet, just don't go.
Je ferai mourir mes propres oeufs de Pâques
And Beenie lost the sunset but that's okay.
Je ne pars pas encore
Does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave?
Et Beenie a perdu le coucher du soleil mais tout va bien
And girls that eat pizza and never gain weight,
Est-ce que Joe dépose des fleurs sur la tombe de Marylin
Never gain weight, never gain weight...
Et les filles qui mangent des pizzas sans jamais prendre de poids
Père Lucifer tu n'as jamais semblé aussi sain d'esprit
Go away where only glass Georgy Girl-
Your favorite skiddly-dee, and I'm G., yes,
Go wait, girl, on bead glass,
Georgy- she was your favorite,
There she goes... there she goes...
There she even goes home...
Maybe she's hiding in her hideout.
Get a peek hiding her truffles.
Wearing those purple garters.
And girl I've got a condo in Hoboken.
Hi, mmm, mmm, yes... hum... mmm... hmm...
Father Lucifer you never looked so sane.
You always did prefer the drizzle to the rain.
Tell me that you're still in love with that Milkmaid.
How the Lizzies, how's your Jesus Christ been hanging. Hum, mmm...