[Pierre:]
It's dawned on me suddenly
And for no obvious reason
That I can't go on
Living as I am

The zest of life has vanished
Only the skeleton remains
Unexpectedly vile

I used to be better
I used to be better
I used to be better

I used to be better
I used to be better
I used to be better

[All:]
Oh, Pierre
Our married feasting crank
Our most dear, most kind
Most smart and eccentric
A warm-hearted Russian of the old-school
His purse is always empty
Because it's open to all
Oh Pierre
Just one of a hundred sad old men
Living out their final days in Moscow

[Pierre:]
I drink too much
Right now, my friend fights and bleeds
And I sit at home and read
Hours at a time
Hours at my screen
Anything, anything
Abandoned to distraction
In order to forget
We waste our lives
Drowning in wine...

I never thought that I'd end up like this
I used to be better

And the women, they all pity me
Because I'm married
But not in love
Frozen at the center

[Women:]
Il est charmant, il n'a pas de sexe
He is charming, he has no sex

[All:]
Oh, Pierre
Our married feasting crank
Our most dear, most kind
Most smart and eccentric
A warm-hearted Russian of the old-school
His purse is always empty
Because it's open to all
Oh Pierre
Just one of a hundred sad old men
Living out their final days in Moscow

[Pierre:]
There's a ringing my head
There's a sickness in the world
And everyone knows
But pretends that they don't see
Oh, I'll sort it out later
But later never comes

[Pierre