I bet you that the devil is English And you would like to know how I know it I'll tell you if you promise me Not to repeat it because it's a secret I saw him go up Carnaby Street I followed him and I know where he lives In a building 200 meters high Where on each door is written Satan He exports in the form of gifts Everything that is forbidden and that he knows too much He is here, he is everywhere at the same time He is so beautiful that you will not come back When I tell you that the devil is English And that he will come to get me when I want it You don't believe me and yet it's true But between us you can think what you like I'm leaving, my passport is already ready And if it's not the devil then who knows I bet you that the devil is English And you would like to know how I know it