Les gentils, les méchants

Who’s the one that’s really nice (the nice ones)
Who’s the one that’s really mean (the mean ones)
Who’s got all the top prizes (the nice ones)
Who’s snoozing in the back row (the mean ones)

Who’s saving up their cash (the nice ones)
And who’s wasting all their dough (the mean ones)
Who’s selling all the guns (the nice ones)
Who’s the one that’s standing tall (the mean ones)

It’s like a never-ending puppet show
And long live school and long live the army
Everyone’s laughing and everyone believes it
But still

Who do you have a grudge against (the nice ones)
Who do you have a big crush on (the mean ones)
It’s work, family, country (the nice ones)
It’s retirement at twenty (the mean ones)

Oh papada papada
Papada papada

They make love on Saturdays (the nice ones)
They do it anytime they want (the mean ones)
They’ll die with their blessed asses (the nice ones)
They’ll die with their hearts content (the mean ones)
The nice ones, the mean ones