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All those who danced that
Now they are no longer there
They're dead and buried, all knackered
It's normal, it's not yesterday
The time between the two wars
You always have to decide to die

The one-step, the black bottom
The fox, the De Dion-Bouton
All these cars have flat tires
But that's life's way
We can't always be here
Yes, we'll all end up dying

Of course, there are still some left
But it's as if they were dead
They're all already half knackered
The doctor does what he can
To make them last a little longer
But they won't be long before they die

The one-step, the black bottom
The fox, the De Dion-Bouton
All these cars have flat tires
But that's life's way
We can't always be here
Yes, we'll all end up dying

The one-step, the black bottom
The fox, the De Dion-Bouton
All these cars have flat tires
But that's life's way
We can't always be here
Yes, we'll all end up dying

All those who danced that
Now they are no longer there
They're dead and buried, all knackered
It's normal, it's not yesterday
The time between the two wars
You always have to decide to die

The one-step, the black bottom
The fox, the De Dion-Bouton
All these cars have flat tires
But that's life's way
We can't always be here
Yes, we'll all end up dying