Ring my bell BOY Something funny
All Dead People Have The Same Skin
Ring my bell GIRL Werewolf Coming
They Do Not Realize Have the Medusa's Head
If I were Boris Vian
I would have a thousand trumpets
Could I write Some dirty songs
For the old lady with peruke and trembling head
But i Will never have Bourrée de Complexes
Mon ami
But i Will never have L'Herbe rouge
Mon ami
If i were Boris Vian
I would have a thousand trumpets
Could I write the wordy Novel
For the young boy with jeans and blown up head
But i Will never have Complainte du progrès
Mon ami
But i Will never have L'Écume des jours
Mon ami
For You je suis Vermon
Vernon Sullivan
Share with me your secret
Tell me if you really want
I could live for ever
I'd rather not to die
You once give me the fever
The devil modernes me
To Hell With the Ugly
I Shall Spit on Your Grave
Ring my bell BOY Something funny
All the New Ants Have the Ages Fulfilled
Ring my bell GIRL Werewolf Coming
The Empire Builders Have the Foam of the Days
If I were Boris Vian
I would have a thousand trumpets
Could I write Some dirty songs
For the old lady with peruke and trembling head
But i Will never have Bourrée de Complexes
Mon ami
But i Will never have L'Herbe rouge
Mon ami
If i were Boris Vian
I would have a thousand trumpets
Could I write the wordy Novel
For the young boy with jeans and blown up head
But i Will never have Complainte du progrès
Mon ami
But i Will never have Le Loup-garou
Mon ami
If I were Mr. V
If I were Mr. V
If I were Mr. V
If I were Mr. V