Lyrics and translation Danny Elfman - Augustus Gloop

Augustus Gloop

Oompa loompa, oompa loompa
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa
Oompa loompa, oompa loompa
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa
Oompa loompa, oompa loompa
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa
Oompa loompa, oompa loompa
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa

Oompa loompa, oompa loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa loompa, oompa loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa loompa, oompa loompa
Oompa loompa, loompa, loompa

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Augustus Gloop, Augustus Gloop
The great big greedy nincompoop
Augustus Gloop, so big and vile
So greedy, foul, and infantile

Come on, we cried, the time is ripe
To send him shooting up the pipe
But don't, dear children, be alarmed
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed
Augustus Gloop will not be harmed

Although, of course, we must admit
He will be altered quite a bit
Slowly, wheels go 'round and 'round
And cogs begin to grind and pound

We'll boil him for a minute more
Until we're absolutely sure
Then out he comes, by God, by grace
A miracle has taken place
A miracle has taken place

This greedy brute, this louse's ear
Is loved by people everywhere
For who could hate or bear a grudge
Against a luscious bit of fudge

Augustus Gloop

Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa
Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa
Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa
Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa

Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa (hey, ooh, hey, ooh)
Oompa Loompa, oompa Loompa
Oompa Loompa, Loompa, Loompa

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Augustus Gloop, Augustus Gloop
Le gros et gourmand idiot
Augustus Gloop, si grand et vil
Si gourmand, sale et infantile

Allez, nous avons crié, le moment est venu
De le faire monter en flèche
Mais ne t'inquiète pas, ma chérie, ne sois pas alarmée
Augustus Gloop ne sera pas blessé
Augustus Gloop ne sera pas blessé

Bien sûr, nous devons admettre
Qu'il sera un peu modifié
Lentement, les roues tournent et tournent
Et les engrenages commencent à grincer et à marteler

Nous allons le faire bouillir une minute de plus
Jusqu'à ce que nous soyons absolument sûrs
Puis il sort, par Dieu, par grâce
Un miracle a eu lieu
Un miracle a eu lieu

Ce brute gourmand, cette oreille de pou
Est aimée par tout le monde
Car qui pourrait haïr ou garder rancune
Contre un morceau délicieux de fudge