paroles de chanson Madame Guillotine - The Scarlet Pimpernel

I know the gutter and I know the stink of the street!
Kicked like a dog, I have spat out the bile of defeat!
All you beauties who towered above me...
You! Who gave me the smack of your rod!
Now I give you the gutter!
I give you the judgement of God!

Vengence victorious! These are the glorious days!
Women of Paris come gather your bloody bouquets!
Now gaze on our goddess of justice
With her shimmering glimmering blade!
As she kisses these traitors, she sings them a last serenade!

Zing! Swing! Savour the sting!
As she severs you! Madame Guillotine!
Slice! Come paradise!
You′ll be smitten with, Madame Guillotine!

The world may be ugly but each man must do what he must!
Give in pretty dear! In a year you will be pretty dust!
Now come let out lady possess you!
In her breathtaking hair-raising bed!
She will tingle your spine...
As she captures your heart and your head!

Zing! Swing! Savour the sting!
As she severs you! Madame Guillotine!
Slice! Come paradise!
Our Delia will, shave you razor clean!

God! When did man lose his reason?
Save us my God if you're there?
God can you not feel the terror?
Like a fire in the air?

Flash! Slash! Glisten and gash!
She will ravesh you! Madame Guillotine!
Slit! Madame just bit!
Give her more to bite! She′s a hungry queen!
Zing! Savour the sting!
As she severs you! Madame Guillotine!
Slice! Come paradise!
HAIL HER MAJESTY!
Madame Guillotine!