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How Marvin eats his breakfast
How Marvin eats his breakfast
How Marvin eats his breakfast
I love being Marvin
I love being Marvin
Marvin always eats
The finest breakfast in town
How Marvin eats his breakfast
Everybody into the kitchen
Here comes Marvin
Banging his groin with his fist
He mumbles in, to insist:
No one looks busy in this kitchen
And my breakfast isn't ready
And my stomach aches
I mean specifically the maid
Who is reclining like she's laid the golden egg
I want some chatter and some gruel
Make me wanna drool
Try to make me hungry
Ooh, Ooh
Cat got your tongue?
Marvin always knows the sort of answers he'll allow
I may be sly, dear, but not young
"Wait until I'm older, then I'll kill you" is his one unspoken vow
I need my breakfast now
Everybody into the kitchen
Here comes Marvin
Aiming a gun at the maid
He shoots her head
Oh!
Ah!
She falls dead
Oh, Jesus Christ, it wasn't loaded
She's an actor from the old school
And a lousy chef
Haha
I don't want miracles from heaven
Just some eggies over spinach over toast
No, I will not apologize!
She should win a prize:
"Very best...emoting"
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
That girl can't cook
Maybe she can't cook, but have you seen her milk a cow?
And I can read her like a book
Marvin wouldn't read that kind of novel anyhow
I need my breakfast
Now
People, people
People, people
Stop your staring
Stop your staring
People, people, stop your staring
Can't you see my breakfast isn't
Made yet People, people
Stop your staring
Get to work my breakfast isn't—
Life is lonely
Life is rotten
And thankfully short
Thankfully short
Thankfully short
Like Marvin
Everybody into the kitchen
Here comes
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m...
Marvin!
Marvin!
Waving his hands like a twit
He throws a fit
Then a knife
You call this breakfast on my birthday?
This is sh*t
This isn't breakfast
I could crack your feet
Oh no
I mean for God's sake
Am I talking to the wall?
When I say breakfast
I mean food
I dreamt last night of hips and legs
Now I want some eggs:
Things I might relate to
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I'm just a sprite
Marvin underestimates the fear that he'll endow
I'll wait here till you get it right!
Do I? Do I really? Do I really have to show you people how?
I need my breakfast
Now
How Marvin eats his breakfast
How Marvin eats his breakfast
I love being Marvin
I love being Marvin
Marvin always eats
The finest breakfast in town
How Marvin eats his breakfast
Everybody into the kitchen
Here comes Marvin
Banging his groin with his fist
He mumbles in, to insist:
No one looks busy in this kitchen
And my breakfast isn't ready
And my stomach aches
I mean specifically the maid
Who is reclining like she's laid the golden egg
I want some chatter and some gruel
Make me wanna drool
Try to make me hungry
Ooh, Ooh
Cat got your tongue?
Marvin always knows the sort of answers he'll allow
I may be sly, dear, but not young
"Wait until I'm older, then I'll kill you" is his one unspoken vow
I need my breakfast now
Everybody into the kitchen
Here comes Marvin
Aiming a gun at the maid
He shoots her head
Oh!
Ah!
She falls dead
Oh, Jesus Christ, it wasn't loaded
She's an actor from the old school
And a lousy chef
Haha
I don't want miracles from heaven
Just some eggies over spinach over toast
No, I will not apologize!
She should win a prize:
"Very best...emoting"
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
That girl can't cook
Maybe she can't cook, but have you seen her milk a cow?
And I can read her like a book
Marvin wouldn't read that kind of novel anyhow
I need my breakfast
Now
People, people
People, people
Stop your staring
Stop your staring
People, people, stop your staring
Can't you see my breakfast isn't
Made yet People, people
Stop your staring
Get to work my breakfast isn't—
Life is lonely
Life is rotten
And thankfully short
Thankfully short
Thankfully short
Like Marvin
Everybody into the kitchen
Here comes
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m...
Marvin!
Marvin!
Waving his hands like a twit
He throws a fit
Then a knife
You call this breakfast on my birthday?
This is sh*t
This isn't breakfast
I could crack your feet
Oh no
I mean for God's sake
Am I talking to the wall?
When I say breakfast
I mean food
I dreamt last night of hips and legs
Now I want some eggs:
Things I might relate to
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I'm just a sprite
Marvin underestimates the fear that he'll endow
I'll wait here till you get it right!
Do I? Do I really? Do I really have to show you people how?
I need my breakfast
Now