What's the point of eating the whites of your eyes
Why always add fuel to the fire
Grant! Accordion! Let's tune our violins
I've seen some green ones and some not ripe ones
I've had a hard time, I've almost failed
Forget it, we give up and we're leaving by groping
Pim Pam, excuse me a little
We can't make omelettes without breaking an eye
Pim Poum cease the fire
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! The truth: You got me drunk!
You don't expect the other side of the coin
You don't expect it that way
No more din, no waking up with fanfare
And if one day you get carried away
I go from B hard to B soft
No more gaps in your box
Zblim Zblam bag of knots
You can't make omelettes without breaking your eyes
Zblim Zblam saves who can
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! The truth: You got me drunk!
In no time at all
I measure the extent
Damage to the bones, damage from the collisions
Debris from the guy, breaking of morals
With all hands on deck, the arms of honor
The arms of honor
Zblim Zblam bag of knots
You can't make omelettes without breaking them eyes
You, me that's two
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! You got me drunk
Hey! The truth: You got me drunk!
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