Pierre - Stephen Lynch

My story is so tiresome. 

(tiresome!) 

Back in France, I was rich as they come. 

(as they come!) 

But I lost all my wealth 

And my good mental health. 

Now I live with ze filth and ze scum. 

(and ze scum!) 



I'm Pierre, ze only french bum in New York (ooooooooh) 

When I open my Boone's Farm, I still sniff ze cork (ooooooooh) 

So have you a quarter? 

I'm begging you, please. (ooooooooh) 

I have to have wine with my government cheese. 



I really should bid you adieu. 

(bid adieu!) 

I'm feeling a bit sacre bleu. 

(sacre bleu!) 

My life is a hell. 

I give off a bad smell, 

But I'm French, so that's always been true. 



Pee-ew!