BLACK DEATH She came from far away Without a sound, without a sway See this crooked haze She thrives in urban decay She knocked on needy doors And spoke with mock sadness Better than a preacher, whiter than a dove She gained the people's trust. Black death is coming Black death is creeping Black death is coming Black death is creeping And now ladies and gentlemen, Here these clowns on the TV shows. Here these clowns laughing and laughing She's not that far away She's closer and closer See the crooked haze She arouses the vile beast With a great deal of pomp, And lights shining on her wig, Better than a king, smarter than a pig, Black death is a killing pleague Black death is coming Black death is creeping Black death is coming Black death is creeping And now ladies and gentlemen, Here these clowns on the TV shows. Here these clowns laughing and laughing LAURA CLAUZEL