CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Big Tyrant

Oh, a very sorry people
Did I find here
Oh, they hadn't any music
And they had no beer
And everywhere
They tried to perch
Belonged to Castle Sugar
Or the Catholic church

Oh we do, what we do, doodley do
What we must, what we muddily must
Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do
Til we bust, til we bodily bust

I wanted everything
To make some sense
So we'd be happy
Instead of being tense
I made up lies
So we'd all fit nice
And make this sad world
A par-a-dise
Oh we do, what we do, doodley do
What we must, what we muddily must
Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do
Til we bust, til we bodily bust
Til we bust, til we bodily bust

Tiger got to hunt
Bird got to fly;
Man got to sit and wonder, "Why, why, why?"
Tiger got to sleep
Bird got to land;
Man got to tell himself he understand

Oh we do, what we do, doodley do
What we must, what we muddily must
Muddily do, muddily do, muddily do
Til we bust, til we bodily bust
Til we bust, til we bodily bust

Someday, someday, this crazy world will have to end
And our God will take things back that He to us did lend
And if, on that sad day, you want to scold our God
Why go right ahead and scold Him. He'll just smile and nod