LES POISSONS
LES POISSONS
HOW I LOVE
LES POISSONS
LOVE TO CHOP
AND TO SERVE
LITTLE FISH
FIRST I
CUT OF THEIR HEADS
ZEN I PULL OUT
THEIR BONES
AH MAIS OUI
ÇA C'EST TOUJOURS
DELISH
LES POISSONS
LES POISSONS
HEE HEE HEE
HAW HAW HAW
WITH THE CLEAVER
I HACK
THEM IN TWO
I PULL OUT
WHAT'S INSIDE
AND I SERVE IT UP FRIED
GOD I LOVE
LITTLE FISHES
DON'T YOU
HERE'S SOMETHING
FOR TEMPTING
THE PALATE
PREPARED IN THE
CLASSIC TECHNIQUE
FIRST YOU POUND
THE FISH FLAT
WITH A MALLET
THEN YOU SLASH
THROUGH THE SKIN
GIVE THE BELLY A SLICE
THEN YOU
RUB SOME SALT IN
'CAUSE THAT
MAKES IT TASTE NICE
ZUT ALORS
I HAVE MISSED ONE
SACRE BLEU WHAT IS ZIS
HOW ON EARTH
COULD I MISS
SUCH A SWEET
LITTLE SUCCULENT CRAB
QUELLE DOMMAGE
WHAT A LOSS
HERE WE GO
IN THE SAUCE
AND SOME FLOUR I THINK
JUST A DAB
THEN I STUFF YOU
WITH BREAD
IT DON'T HURT
'CAUSE YOU'RE DEAD
AND YOU'RE CERTAINLY
LUCKY YOU ARE
'CAUSE IT'S
GONNA BE HOT
IN MY BIG SILVER POT
TOUT À L'HEURE
MON POISSON
AU REVOIR