I live on an
island of cynical poets
In a bubble shaped like a beer bottle
And oft I feel held on
a leash by a thread
Sniffing out over the water
A thread made of words
in Canadian English
Garnished in Quebecois
je ne sais quoi
You're so good but you're
not good enough
Well cheese smells bad
but it's the most delectable stuff
Voyons don c, voyons donc
Les gars c 'est capotant,
ben voyons donc
Voyons donc, voyons donc,
les gars c 'est capotant,
ben voyons donc
I like smoked gruyère,
an d camembert,
and self -explanatory
fare
You're a copy,
you're a flippy floppy song icon
Well watch me while it's
cheap my friends
cause soon I'll be gone
Voyons don c, voyons donc,
les gars c 'est capotant
Ben voyons donc, voyons donc,
voyons donc,
les gars c 'est capotant
The winter has got me,
I'm broke and I'm cold
I'm turning to an old Ebenezer
Maybe someday the
queen will show up
Well, I have something fancy
to please her
Voyondon, voyondon
Les gars c 'est capotant, ben voyondon
Voyondon, voyondon
Les gars c 'est capotant,
ben voyondon
Voyondon, voyondon
Les gars c 'est capotant, ben voyondon
Voyons donc, voyons donc,
les gars c 'est capotant,
ben voyons donc