Le cinema today is in a crisis. Directors are so existentialistes. The movies are not worth their entrance prices If no one sings a love song when he’s kissed. Contini! I want a musical! Love cannot be love without “le singing”, A string, a clarinet, a saxophone. Take a lesson from this old Parisian And the finest entertainment she/he has known. Folies Bergères What a showing of color, costume, and dancing! Not a moment in life could be more entrancing Than an evening you spend aux Folies Bergères. Folies Bergères, Not a soul in the world could be in despair when he is glancing At the fabulous stage des Folies Bergères. Think of the footlights bright and gleaming, Le strip-tease, le can-can we all adore. Life is too short without dreaming, And dreams are what le cinema is for. Folies Bergères La musique et la danse, le son, la lumière! Les petits jolis seins des belles bouquetières Sur la belle passerelle des Folies Bergères. Pas de mystère Le spectacle est tout a fait découvert. Necrophorus The trouble with Contini, he’s the king of mediocrities, A second-rate director who believes that he is Socrates. He never makes a “movie” or a “picture” or a “flick” He makes a “film”-get it? -a “film”. A typical Italian with his auto and biography, A mixture of Catholicism, pasta, and pornography, A superficial, womanizing, moderately charming Latin fraud. Guido Grazie! Necrophorus Prego! And what are his movies about? Just beauty, truth, death, youth, love, life, anguish, angst. Thanks to him we have boredom at the movies. Guido Grazie! Necrophorus Prego! La Fleur (reclaiming spotlight) Darlings!
La Fleur Folies Bergères
La musique et la danse, le son, la lumière!
Les petits jolis seins des belles bouquetières
Sur la belle passerelle des Folies Bergères.
Pas de mystère Le spectacle est tout a fait découvert. Et pas trop cher Viens ce soir avec moi aux Follies Bergères! Necrophorus The trouble with Contini, he’s the king of mediocrities, A second-rate director who believes that he is Socrates. He never makes a “movie” or a “picture” or a “flick” He makes a “film”-get it? -a “film”. A typical Italian with his auto and biography, A mixture of Catholicism, pasta, and pornography, A superficial, womanizing, moderately charming Latin fraud. And what are his movies about? Just beauty, truth, death, youth, love, life, anguish, angst. Thanks to him we have boredom at the movies. Viens ce soir avec moi aux Follies Bergères! La Fleur I love it! (the dances with the boa, rapping herself in it. A waltz, then all join in a can-can.) All Follies Bergères The music, the lights, and the laughter, The answer to what you are after Each night at the Follies Bergères. Follies Bergères - La Fleur (to Guido) To your modern ideas I simply compare one derriere All At the Follies Bergères! The answer to what you are after, The music, the lights, and the laughter Of the Follies Bergères!