(*M & L: S. Breuer) A light for your cigar, no problem sir! Drop the ashes in my hands, and i say thanks I don't even need peanuts I just bend down and smile Only late at night, i wonder why I don't exist while my life pa**es by Kick me in my a**, kick me in my balls I'll be ready when the revolution calls Allons enfants, on résiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! You need a shoeshine mister? i do it with my tongue And if you want some music, meanwhile i sing a happy song When you've got a cold, blow your nose in my hand I'll do any kind of blow-job Only late at night, i wonder why I don't exist while my life pa**es by
Kick me in my a**, kick me in my balls I'll be ready when the revolution calls Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Les cœurs unis on va marcher C'est notre droit de resister Les cœurs unis on va marcher C'est notre droit de resister Les cœurs unis on va marcher C'est notre droit de resister Les cœurs unis on va marcher C'est notre droit de resister Les cœurs unis on va marcher C'est notre droit de resister Les cœurs unis on va marcher C'est notre droit de resister Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste! Allons enfants, on resiste!