Coup De Grisou

He was a man without a care
A guy who had no ambition
But damn! he was strong
He had no job
And he worked in the coal mines
In the black towns up North
They called him: "Gas Explosion"
One day he got really mad
And turned a whole bistro upside down
With all the glasses flying
After toiling away in the dark
He only loved the color of the night
The sun burned his eyes.
The bright day made it hard to speak
He was a god of darkness
A god so sad and miserable
A god so sad and miserable.

Because above all else he loved
A girl from the plains with red hair
Red like the vine shoots
Hair where the light rains down
It made him squint his eyes
As if the sun was waving at him
She took him out during harvest
On the fresh Sunday paths
Everything was bright, everything was golden
And the light took its revenge
It hurt him behind the forehead
But he tried to make it work.
Damn, he was trying to be happy.
That's how you lose a love
She cheated on him one fine day
With a guy who loved the blue sky
With a guy who loved the blue sky.

When "Gas Explosion" learned the truth,
He was working deep in the pit
All shiny with dark reflections
For ten seconds he said nothing
And then all of a sudden it hit him,
Ah! it wasn't pretty to see,
Just hearing it made you wonder
If the devil was underground.
Probably it looked like him
Since he wrecked everything.
When the real gas got involved,
Together they blew up
The earth, the mine, and all the junk!
After three days they pulled him up
With his share of eternity.
And when they brought him out of the pit
The light mocked him
The sun threw a party
To mess with him one last time
But Gas Explosion was healed
He had married the night…