| On the 14th of October
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| Very early in the morning,
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| The results of a crime were found
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| In the stables of «le père Choupon».
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| The old man had discovered
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| To his absolute dismay,
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| The dislocated body
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| of Elizabeth Dumoutier
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| So,
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| The police was called in;
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| I was handed an inquiry.
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| Upon arriving on the scene
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| Some photographs were shot.
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| A couple of small time journalists
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| Were rising their fists among the croud
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| «C'est l’jeune Austin l’coupable!
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| C’est lui qu’a fait l’coup, j’vous dis moi…»
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| «Viens voir là toi…
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| Et comment c’est que vous savez ça vous deux?»
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| «He! |
| Normal…
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| Tout le monde les a vu quitter le bal ensemble heir soir!»
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the tightrope of insanity.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the verge of losing mind.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the tightrope of insanity.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the verge of losing mind.
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| A man was found on a nearby road,
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| Wandering without a goal.
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| In a complete state of amnesia
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| And his hair filled with straw.
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| Though the whole thing seemed unreal,
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| It soon became quite clear
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| That Austin, the author of this crime,
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| Needed swift assistance.
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| «Allez, allez là… Mr. Le Commissaire!
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| Maintenant il va nous faire le coup du type
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| qui se rappelle de rein!»
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| «Toi, je t’interdis du publier tes salades
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| dans ton canard de merde jusqu'à ce que
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| le proces soit terminé!»
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the tightrope of insanity.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the verge of losing mind.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the tightrope of insanity.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the verge of losing mind.
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Oh say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| Exhaustive study on the subject
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| Led experts to conclude,
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| Austin had been the victim of a strange case
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| Of split personality.
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| The trial neared it’s end
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| And though the facts had been exposed,
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| The crowd still wanted blood.
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| Well, they were in for a big surprise!
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| «La cour,… levez-vous.»
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the tightrope of insanity.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the verge of losing mind.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the tightrope of insanity.
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| Walking… Walking…
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| On the verge of losing mind.
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Oh say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Oh say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Say… Say to me…
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| Please say that this can’t be!»
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| «Non coupable!
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| Pour cause d’aliénation mentale…» |