She struts on the street
The so-called, « Cock-teaser »
Perched upon high heels
Female
She has nothing to claim
She does not have a name
She’s used by her pimp
Female
Well my boy, you’re looking good tonight
Easy there my boy! Easy there!
I can show you a good time! I can pop you cork!
I will be your fantasy
She still repeats her credo
This spineless, pink flamingo
Wearing a fixed grin
Female
She is the easy make
The heart of an iceberg
The body, a glacial hole,
Female
Refrain.
Strut, walk on girl,
Keep strutting my girl
This is the oldest job,
Your doom
Laura Clauzel
Golden boy
Where does your money go ?
Not for the poor folks
Not for the poor folks
We all can see what happened in Cleveland.
« I won’t be pretentious
I’m on the throne in my hedge funds
I corner the market, I swallow the debts
And I seize real estate
I’m known as the man who broke the banks
Got a skill in handling figures
I’ve worked so hard
Went to Harvard
I slide along the yield curves
Golden boy
Where does your money go ?
Not for the poor folks
Not for the poor folks
To starve and to sweat
this is their fate
One can see what happen in Cleveland.
I won’t be sarcastic
But I won’t wait for heaven
I wanna store up treasures on earth)
Money ‘s what I cherish
I pop the Champagne
Enjoy this Grand Cru
In crystal flute glasses
I sprinkle my life
with a golden touch
I glitter like Midas
REFRAIN
Dollars in his eyes,
Billions in his mouth
REFRAIN
Laura Clauzel
They’re called the forsaken souls
They wander for ever.
Shadows, behind the fences,
Wraiths in cityscapes
The face of shame
Heartbreaking sight
The face of shame
Shattering loss
They’re called the destitute
coming from the east and the south
They long for life,
But they find grief
The face of shame
Heartbreaking sight
The face of shame
Shattering loss
Laura Clauzel
The more I know you
the more my heart races
Your soothing voice succeeds
in taming my lonely soul
Turn your eyes to me
So I can feel the warmth invading me
You and me
are the promise
of bright dawn
You and me
are the caress
of beauty
Open wide your eyes
Smile at the small things of life
Let flourish and prosper
the truly feeling of love
At last, the time has come
to engrave your name, my love
Laura Clauzel