28.03.2022
The Zazous
Until now, on Earth,A man might be
White or black or yellow
Or red and that's all
But another race
Is starting to appear
It's the Zazous, it's the Zazous.
With a detachable collar up to the tonsils
And a jacket that falls to the knees
Hair down to the spine
That's a Zazou, that's a Zazou
There are Zazous in my neighborhood
I'm already half one
It'll be your turn one day
You'll all be Zazous like us
Because the Zazou is contagious
It begins with trembling
Which comes on you suddenly
Followed by shrieking
If, one day as you walk around
You meet an individual wearing a soft cheese on his head
Holding in his hand a fish in a cage
He's a Zazou, he's a Zazou
If your grocer says to you: 'I have some gruyère
But unfortunately all that's left are the holes.'
Don't assume that he's got a screw loose
He's a Zazou, he's a Zazou
There are Zazous in my neighborhood
I'm already half one
It'll take you one of these days
To his future son-in-law the other day my concierge
Said: see here, my daughter is a gem
She's even better than if she was a virgin
She's a Zazou, she's a Zazou
And catching the train, I saw the stationmaster
Who said to me: My dear, I'm not a cuckold at all
I'm something far more unusual than that
I'm a Zazou, I'm a Zazou
There are Zazous in my neighborhood
I'm already half one
It'll take you one of these days
Before paying his debt to society
In front of the guillotine, Gégène said 'I don't care
I lost my head long ago
I'm a Zazou, I'm a Zazou.'
With a socialite from the Place Pigalle
My friend Léon went a bit crazy
It worked out for him, because for 25 francs
He's a Zazou, he's a Zazou
There are Zazous in my neighborhood
I'm already half one
It'll be my turn one day
They'll end up taking me off
To a mental asylum
And we'll all meet up there as Zazous
It's crazy how much fun we'll have
As we sing in the showers like this ...