Bob - Penelope

J’vais vous conter l’histoire de Bob et de son dsespoir

De nature plutt tranquille, il ne demande rien

Une petite job en ville, d’o chaque soir il revient

une femme et une fille, dont il s’occupe trs bien

Il aime jardiner des fleurs qui font planer

Il sait que c’est proscrit, est consient du danger

C’est sa faon lui de pouvoir mieux dcrocher

Du stress de la vie et de la socit

Ils sont entrs, la police monte

Ils ont tout saccag, ils l’ont menott

Bob, ils l’ont enferms!

Bob cope de deux ans pour une dizaine de plans

Son avocat tait pas convainquant

Bob y dit pas un mot, y va faire son temps

En attendant de pouvoir retourner aux champs

Bob cherche encore le pourquoi de ces jours en prison

Sur le banc la cour, Bob va perdre la raison

Toutes les rumeurs qui coutent viennent bout de son patron

Fin du compte rebours, plus d’estime, plus un rond

Oui ils sont entrs

La police monte

Ils ont tout saccag

Ils l’ont menot

Bob ils l’ont enferm!

Bob cope de deux ans pour une dizaine de plans

Son avocat tait pas convainquant

Bob y dit pas un mot, il va faire son temps

En attendant de pouvoir retourner…

Chez lui, la vie est si facile…

Une bonne dose d’amour et d’air libre, c’est bien utile

Pourquoi s’acharner sur cet homme, qui fait de mal personne?

Cherchez donc ailleurs si nous y sommes

Vous trouverez peut-tre la vie moins monotone?

Librez cet homme!

(3X)

I'll tell you the story of Bob and his despair

Of a rather quiet nature, he does not ask for anything

A small job in town, from which every evening he returns

a wife and a daughter, whom he takes very good care of

He likes to garden flowers that get you high

He knows it's forbidden, is aware of the danger

It's his way of being able to pick up better

Stress from life and society

They came in, the police mounted

They ransacked everything, they handcuffed him

Bob, they locked him up!

Two-year-old bob cop for ten shots

His lawyer was not convincing

Bob don't say a word, he'll do his time

Waiting to be able to return to the fields

Bob is still looking for the why of those days in prison

On the bench in the court, Bob will lose his mind

All the rumors that cost come to an end from his boss

End of the countdown, no more esteem, no more rounds

Yes they entered

The police go up

They ransacked everything

They handcuffed him

Bob they locked him up!

Two-year-old bob cop for ten shots

His lawyer was not convincing

Bob don't say a word about it, he'll do his time

Waiting to be able to return...

With him, life is so easy...

A good dose of love and fresh air is very useful

Why bother with this man, who hurts no one?

So look elsewhere if we're there

Perhaps you will find life less monotonous?

Free this man!

(3X)