The whole world is a cactus
It is impossible to sit
In life, there are only cacti
I pride myself on knowing it
Aie Aie Aie! Ouch! Aie Aie Aie!
In their hearts there are cacti
In their wallets, there are cacti
Under their feet there are cacti
In their vests, there are cacti
Aie Aie Aie! Ouch! Aie Aie Aie!
To defend myself from their cacti
In my turn I put cacti
In my bed, I put cacti
In my pants, I put cacti
Aie Aie Aie! Ouch! Aie Aie Aie!
In their smiles, there are cacti
In their bellies there are cacti
In their good morning, there are cacti
In their cacti, there are cacti
Aie Aie Aie! Ouch! Aie Aie Aie!
Words: Jacques Lanzman
Music: Jacques Dutronc
1967