L'armée

You'll see in your mail
A tiny piece of paper
Blue, white, and red, printed
With the word army on it
Then you'll pack your suitcase
Put in 5 to 6 shirts
Not to go to Italy
But to mess around for the country
You'll have a heart as big as that
You'll make love to your wife one last time
And you'll cross the barrier
Without ever looking back

Ladies and Gentlemen
Behind the walls of your cities
The carnival is permanent {x6}

And you little jerk
You'll answer our questions
Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes {x2}
Are you gay? Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes
Degenerate? Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes
Are you drugged? Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes
Politically active? Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes

Well, I see, ah, ah
You've got personality, huh, thug
I'm gonna enlist you, register you
Sack you, sting you, shave you
Sack, sting, shave {x4}
Sack, Sack, Sack,
Sack, Sack, Sack
Tell me...
What happened to you
For a whole year
Hey...
Don't keep turning around
Nonstop like that
Everything's fine
Of course, life goes on
We can't say
That it waited for you

Come on, come...
We won't talk anymore
But we'll sing
And dance

And the guitar
Doesn't mean anything to you anymore
Oh, you who played it so well

Shh, listen...

Come dance in the wheat fields
Like two children reunited
Come on, let everything go
The time, the times, and the fought time!
Hey dance!!!