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Once upon a time at Dijon's bus terminal I'm about to take the bus, I'm going to the station
When a man shows up, visibly turbulent, certainly a side-effect of the mustard
Come towards the bus and start pushing people standing there, forcing them to get on
In the bus already full, so he squashes them up
asserting that they don't know nothing
and that they had better follow his advices:
- You! You're going to "Talant", don't take me for a fool!
For many that bus wasn't theirs, having to get on board obviously breaks the mood...
The number of people in the bus is now double the acceptance limit
But everyone's frightened, nobody dares intervening
Strong gestures, unclear intentions,
The insults to the passengers make me laugh out loud
- Get on that bus, will you, ***!
by such a filthy voice, who could resist the offer...
- Hurry up for *** sake, the bus is waiting for you!
To this intoxicated tone, the tension goes up one notch
From where I was, the only thing I could do was to laugh stupidely of this improvised spectacle
Of course, thinking back on it I would have loved to videotape it
Cause I still cannot believe that it really happened
But the funniest part is still to come, as he had one more trick up his sleeve
Cause on top of being this poetic gentleman, he had the funniest face ever
Bold scalp, very winkled face, super flat horizontal and properly smashed
No need to think about it for hours, this individual had a real Hamburger Face
I owe him a lot cause since that day, I've got that need, that forever pulsion
On a daily basis it's vital, adopting this voice and mashing my face wherever and whenever
Spreading this grimace face is no easy job, it requires skills to do it right
And in memory of that day that was paradise to me
I want to pay you tribute with one more Hamburger Face