Carnival In Coal - Ohlala lyrics

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Carnival In Coal - Ohlala lyrics

There's a girl, her name is Bambirella A gothic little princess grooving like an umbrella One could swear she's an ad for autism (But she's) two hundred pounds of poetry and dark romanticism She's been invited by a neighbour at a West Indian party Rum flowing everywhere, stupid people laughing loudly Neurosis resurfaces, she'd be better on her own Than to share a night of sh** with La Compagnie Cr?ole Bambirella don't like Carioca f** off Huggy, leave me on the sofa (Tous ensemble!) Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Eh oui (Ohlala) C'est comme ?a Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ben v'l? (Ohlala) C'est la vie Some a**holes are gonna learn what it's like to be down Pas de chatte (Ohlala) C'est la faille Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Eh oui (Ohlala) C'est comme ?a "Dancing is easier than trying to find some work" She thinks, as inside she slowly goes berserk She feels several laughing eyes are scanning her entire body She knows that within hours they all will be so sorry Gross reflections, stupid puns and silly jokes The cheap perfumes melted with the smells of booze and smoke It makes her really sick so she's heading for the toilets She's barely at the door (when) she feels a hand on her bu*t... Oh no! Too much for her to take Something's growing inside Too much for her to take They can run but can't hide Too much for her to take The f**in' fury is now unleashed She is gonna quote some Baudelaire To the motherf**er who touched her derriere (Zoukez!) Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Eh oui (Ohlala) C'est comme ?a Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ben v'l? (Ohlala) C'est la vie Some a**holes are gonna learn what it's like to be down Pas de chatte (Ohlala) C'est la faille Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Ohlala Eh oui (Ohlala) C'est comme ?a f** that sh** Bambirella will never go there again All alone, without one of her depressed friends (Note: Could Ka**av's drummer play that pleasant bridge?) There's no fun in all their Caribbean sh** No frizzy a**hole hair-dressed like Robert Smith Let the song end with the third shotgun blast for no particular reason