The World According to Jaques Brel # 2 - Les Bourgois

 

'With a warm heart
With the eyes in our beer glasses
At Fat Adrienne’s from Montalent
With my buddy Jojo
And my buddy Pierre
We went to drink away our youth/twenties
Jojo took himself for Voltaire
And Pierre for Casanova
And I, I was the proudest
I, I was just being myself
And just around midnight, when the notaries walked by
Coming out of the Three Pheasants hotel,
We showed them our asses and our good manners
And sang to them:

The bourgeois are just like pigs
The older they get, the stupider they become
The bourgeois are just like pigs
The older they get, the stupider they ...

With a warm heart
With the eyes in our beer glasses
At Fat Adrienne’s from Montalent
With my buddy Jojo
And my buddy Pierre
We went to drink away our youth/twenties
Voltaire danced like a vicar
And Casanova didn’t dare to
And I, I was always the proudest
I was almost as soused as myself
And just around midnight, when the notaries walked by
Coming out of the Three Pheasants hotel,
We showed them our asses and our good manners
And sang to them:

The bourgeois are just like pigs
The older they get, the stupider they become
The bourgeois are just like pigs
The older they get, the stupider they ...

The hearts are resting
The eyes are firmly on the ground
At the bar of the Three Pheasants hotel
With master Jojo
And master Pierre
Amidst notaries we pass our time
Jojo talks about Voltaire
And Pierre about Casanova
And I, I am still the proudest
I still talk about myself
And just around midnight, Mr Commissar,
Who is at the Montalent every night
These young punks show us theirs asses
Singing to us:

The bourgeois are just like pigs
The older they get, the stupider they become
They say, Mr. Police Superintendent
The bourgeois
The older they get, the stupid they ...'

 

© Jacques Brel