Casquette de moire,
Quéquette d'ivoire,
Toilette très noire,
Paul guette l'armoire,
Projette languette sur poire,
S'apprête baguette et foire.
His silhouette rancid with diamonds
splinters like a stone in the palm of your hand,
He's rigged with a nebulae's sine qua non
a festival of bones on a table of sand.
Oh Mr Rainbow
Projette languette sur poire,
S'apprête baguette et foire.
He's jerking like an angel on the ladder of crime,
Diluting syrup ditties way ahead of their time
He's spun like a ghost in the radio cool
He's everybody's child but nobody's fool,
He's cool like the breast of a radio ghost,
His name is Mr. Rainbow and tonight he's your host.
Casquette de moire,
Quéquette d'ivoire,
Toilette très noire,
Paul guette l'armoire,
Projette languette sur poire,
S'apprête baguette et foire.
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