Like every morning before going to work
He wants to speak to me about his domestic problems
He tells me that his kids drive him absolutely mad
That his wife cheats on him with the next-door neighbor
And him over there, he just goes on to us about his youth
That he was handsome and rich, that he got all the ladies
That in his time the youth were more polite
But that today they'll mug you for a cigarette
At the end of the room I see that a brawl is breaking out
I run to separate them with my famous bat
I see that the first has some tricks up his sleeve
I miss the second and he bops me in the head
I'm fed up with all of them
I'm fed up with all of them
Yes, I'm fed up with all of them
I'm fed up with all of them
Like every lunchtime, while leaving his cubicle
He loosens his tie and speaks to me about his job
He describes his client with tons of insults
He'd really like to sleep with his secretary Véro
And over there there's this cougar with a seductive neckline
Leopard-print skirt, makeup from a horror film
She shamelessly tells me about her sexual encounters
With that young boy who's been 18 for 24 hours
And there a man hops up on the table
In his strange accent he calls us monkeys
He tells us that in his time he was great
Then he falls in my arms crying that he's pathetic
I'm fed up with all of them
I'm fed up with all of them
Yes, I'm fed up with all of them
I'm fed up with all of them
And me, my problems are my own
Who do they interest, interest, interest, interest?
Yes and me, my qualms and my miseries
Here nobody wants to listen to them
It's normal, I just remain the bartender
Fed up
I'm fed up with all of them
Yes, I'm fed up with all of them
I'm fed up with all of them
I'm fed up with all of them
Oh Jeffrey, can you get me some ice cubes?