Based on France 1995
Nathalie Santamaria — Il me donne rendez-vous
One morning logged onto MB to a crucial quest’
“Which day would you erase, if you could live life the best?”
I thought back, considered which day would win the prize
Decided on the day that surely was my demise
The thirteenth of the month May of the year ninety-five
The day that my career finally took a nose-dive
I deleted a day, so come on, come what may, let’s just see what transpires
The world suddenly shakes, some green mist all invades, and I shrink and expire
I deleted a day, now my hair’s looking great, it’s all black, long, on fire
I see Friends on TV, plus the River Liffey, and three pints cost a fiver
I deleted a day without thinking ‘bout this
Let’s see what now follows as consequences
In May ’95, the day is Sunday fourteenth
And RTÉ announces: “We forgot ESC”
“We’ll try it again upon next Saturday eve”
So now my path to victory is all but decreed
Next week brings opportunities I cannot pass on
If France won I could be the brand new Céline Dion
Stone and Stone’s on the loo, poisoned Love City Groove, did the same to Justyna
Sabotaged Frédéric, Secret Garden’s so weak, ripped the dress of Liora
Aud Wilken’s all in shock, as are Darja and Mike, all because of my Taser
Plus I’ve hid Arzu’s glove, Anabel is a mug - earpiece, volume maxima
I burned all flags and drapes of Alex Panayi
And pushed Jan Johansen into River Liffey
Now I enter the stage! After crucial keychange, Europe’s all at my feet now
And all over the world, echoes France douze, France twelve, finally I’m the winner!
I deleted a day, and the win came my way! I’m on top of the world, yeah
Now the green mist returns, time to go home and earn, for I’ll be a rich bitch, hey
What is all this back home?
It’s a nuclear
Wasteland