But you’ve lost so many bets,
And you are so deep down in debt
You’ll talk sex and I’ll fret
You’re shouting : « I’ll deal with the revolt ».
« I’ll open wide the vault »,
Yet all I can hear you say is « default »
I knew you were all talk
Always arguing, you and your folk
How to sift white from yolk
But you wanted answers
And I needed the chances
So we left aside our manners
And you won back the bets
And you repaid your debts
But we for that had no regrets.
Image credit : Pamela Rooke
Frédéric Benqué 