Une chanson

Yeah yeah, microphone check, 1, 2, 3... In the place to be, It is I, the are-K-A-D-E, Dropping poems on your telephone. And it goes a little like this: The tears of a clown make the whole world laugh; hee hee.  And on that note, man, just give me a call, alright? Peace.  End of message.  People fly...  --- Une Chanson - Bran Van 3000