I met Ferdinand de Saussure On a night like this On love he said I'm not so sure I even know what it is No understanding No closure It is a nemesis You can't use a bulldozer To study orchids
He said... So we don't know anything You don't know anything I don't know anything about love But we are nothing You are nothing I am nothing Without love
I'm just a great composer And not a violent man But I lost my composure And I shot Ferdinand Crying it's well and kosher to say you don't understand but this is for Holland-Dozier-Holland"
His last words were We don't know anything [etc]
His fading words were We don't know anything [etc]