[Verse 1]
Well I hope you're in the olive grove
And I hope you're not alone
Was I awoken by some presentiment?
Or was that a gun?
It was probably just a cracker, it's the 14th of July
In Montreuil it only matters that someone died
[Chorus]
Split me open and burn me in two
Roll me in summer dew
I don't want to hate Marseille just because of this one day
So hurry up and rain, complete my day in shame
Shame
Shame
Shame
Shame
Oh the shame
[Verse 2]
I'm sorry for everything we've done
I'm sorry for the glory of the Queen
The glory of the gun
I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say
So what do I do?
To whom do I pray?
To reserve my lot, to reserve my place
I don't even like to think too much about fate
Is that fatalist, or naturalist, is it ignorance, wait, wait
[Chorus]
Split me open and burn me in two
Roll me in summer dew
I don't want to hate Marseille just because of this one day
So hurry up and rain, complete my day in shame
Shame
Shame
Shame
Shame
Oh the shame
