Enter that marquee
With the dazzling grace of an acrobat
It sustains inside of me
A permanent wish to improve the crowd

*oh* Sweat sweat sweat
I sweat in these ribbons *of life*

I often strut indeed
I talk like this and walk like that
I have placed my bets
On an exquisite bonanza

*oh* Sweat sweat sweat
I sweat in these ribbons *of life*

Si on te quitte,
On n'oublie pas l'argent
Like a pimp who's chcking out check 

From Rome to Mecca
We're all wasting Africa
For the green green crap of home

*oh* Sweat sweat sweat
I sweat in these ribbons *of life*

I was so cute to be blind 
To "don't know" all these misfits
Is the whopper of fun
To feed and provide