G.I. Jo
Serge Gainsbourg Lyrics


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G.I. Jo
Tu vas mourir sous le drapeau américain
G.I. Jo
Tous les rockets auront ta peau américaine
Combien d'étoiles sur ce drapeau
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Combien d'étoiles pour le héros
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero

G.I. Jo
Wonder Woman pleure le héros américain
G.I. Jo
Tu vas mourir, grille une dernière américaine
Combien d'étoiles sur ce maillot
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight




Combien d'étoiles sur le héros
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "G.I. Jo," a song by Serge Gainsbourg, are a poignant commentary on the human cost of war and the sacrifice of soldiers in the service of their country. The song narrates the story of a soldier, G.I. Jo, who will die fighting under the American flag. The repeated phrase "Tu vas mourir" ("You will die") underscores the inevitability of his fate, while the imagery of rockets and American stars add to the sense of violence and death in the song.


The chorus, which counts down from eight to zero, is particularly striking. It highlights the countdown many soldiers feel as they go into battle, not knowing if they will survive. The fact that the countdown reaches zero, which is often associated with the end, rather than a new beginning, is particularly poignant in this context. The allusion to Wonder Woman crying for the hero and the mention of smoking a last cigarette also indicate a sense of sadness and loss.


In essence, the song is a poignant reflection on the senseless loss of life that often accompanies war. It draws attention to the personal cost of conflict, which is often overlooked in political discussions of war.


Line by Line Meaning

Tu vas mourir sous le drapeau américain
You will die under the American flag


G.I. Jo
Referring to an American soldier


Tous les rockets auront ta peau américaine
All the rockets will have your American skin


Combien d'étoiles sur ce drapeau
How many stars on this flag


One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Counting the number of stars on the American flag


Combien d'étoiles pour le héros
How many stars for the hero


Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero
Counting down the stars for the hero


Wonder Woman pleure le héros américain
Wonder Woman cries for the American hero


Tu vas mourir, grille une dernière américaine
You will die, light up one last American cigarette


Combien d'étoiles sur ce maillot
How many stars on this uniform


One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Counting the number of stars on the soldier's uniform


Combien d'étoiles sur le héros
How many stars on the hero


Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero
Counting down the stars for the hero




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Elian


on Ford Mustang

We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines [double entendre] (On s' fait des "lines")
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in [triple entendre]
To the plane trees / And then, "Bang," we're getting high ("embrasser les platanes = planer" [ French] (=to get high)
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

A windshield wiper
A pack of Kool
A badge with the inscription
"Keep Cool"
A bar of
Chocolate
A Coca-Cola

We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

A bottle
Of make-up fluid
A flashgun
A Browning (automatic pistol)
A phonograph
A volume
Of Edgar A. Poe
And a plain brass ZIPPO

We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

An edition
Of Superman
A nut from
Paco
Rabanne
A pic of
Marilyn
A tube of aspirin

We're swapping spits / We're snorting lines
In a Ford Mustang
And then, "Bang"
We're banging in
To the plane trees
"Mus" to the left
"Tang" to the right
And to the left, to the right

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