J’ai l’estomac dans les talons
                                                                                                 Et les talons dans les chaussures
                                                                                                 Que j’ai dépareillées bien sûr.
                                                                                                 Je vis dans un carton.

                                                                                                 J’habite à Gare du Nord
                                          JE VIS DANS UN CARTON            Sur le quai de la gare, d’accord.
                                                                                                 J’ai déjà touché le fond
                                                                                                 Je vis dans un carton.

                                                                                                 Je ne reçois personne
                                                                                                 Dans ma demi-chambre de bonne.
                                                                                                 Il n’y a ni lumière ni plafond
                                                                                                 Je vis dans un carton.

                                                                                                 Comme un jouet de Noël
                                                                                                 Des prunes ou des mirabelles
                                                                                                 Comme un produit de consommation
                                                                                                 Je vis dans un carton.

                                                                                                 Quand il fera très froid dehors
                                                                                                 Un jour prochain je serai mort.
                                                                                                 Je ne sais de quoi sera faite
                                                                                                 La boîte où on va me mettre
                                                                                                 En chêne ou en bois de hêtre
                                                                                                 En carton peut-être.

                                                                                                 Je vis dans un carton
                                                                                                 Un genre de boîte marron
                                                                                                 Qui a servi à je ne sais quoi
                                                                                                 Avant que j’en fasse mon toit.