The Professor & La Fille Danse (Live at Wisseloord Studios)
I don't know if I'm wrong Cause she's only just gone Here's to another relationship Bombed by excellent breed of gamete disease I'm sure when I'm older I'll know what that means
Cried when she should and She laughed when she could Here's to the man with his face in the mud And an overcast play just taken away From the lover's in love at the centre of stage
Loving is fine if you have plenty of time For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind Loving is good if your dick's made of wood And the dick left inside only half understood her
What makes her come and What makes her stay? What make the animal run, run away What makes him stall, what makes him stand And what shakes the elephant now And what makes a man? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know No I don't know you anymore No, no, no, no...
I don't know if I'm wrong 'Cause I`m only just gone Why the fuck is this day taking so long I was a lover of time and once I was mine I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed
Cried when I should and I laughed when I could Well closer to god is the one who's in love And he walks away cause I can Too many options may kill a man
Loving is fine if it's not in your mind But I've fucked it up now, too many times Loving is good if it's not understood Yeah, but he`s the professor And feel that I should know
What makes me come and what makes me stay? What makes the animal run, run away and What makes him tick apart from him prick And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know No I don't know, I don't know, I don't know Hell I don't know you any more No, no, no no...
I don't know if I'm wrong 'Cause she's only just gone Here's to another relationship Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I finished it off...with some French wine and cheese
La fille danse Quand elle joue avec moi Et je pense que je l'aime des fois Le silence, n'ose pas dis-donc Quand on est ensemble Mettre les mots Sur la petite dodo