[Chorus]
Cold, with the wind and snow
Burn, with the fire and pleasure
Take it all in with a grain of salt
As we cross the road to the great Eiffel Tower
My good friends it looks like France is among us
[Verse 1]
A never-found j**el in the middle of the Atlantic
Our white-suited men running around going frantic
Every one of us is left together as a team
Except for the big man who indeed will be seen
I will hit everyone here with the truth
No 'copter will save us now for we are a crew
Bugs lay the Earth in sizes of super
So our talents and training will match our future
So what if I was wrong to leave our families
Each of our mothers are counting on us now
And I still hold in my pocket the keys
So let's get done and see if our mothers' knew how
*Instrumental*
[Chorus]
Cold, with the wind and snow
Burn, with the fire and pleasure
Take it all in with a grain of salt
As we cross the road to the great Eiffel Tower
My good friends it looks like France is among us
France is among us
France is among us
France is among us
[Bridge]
Our minds seem to be crazed
As none of us remember our own birthdays
And we lay wondering what next will happen
And realizing that mother nature will always win
I'll take care of you fools
And I'll stare at the bright light myself
goodbye light, good day darkness
*Instrumental*
[Chorus]
Cold, with the wind and snow
Burn, with the fire and pleasure
Take it all in with a grain of salt
As we cross the road to the great Eiffel Tower
My good friends it looks like France is among us
France is among us