Hey, barman, another double rum and soda
Lean over a little closer
Listen here
Did I ever tell you about my mother
A woman like not other
A real force of nature
In her younger days
When she grew old she was a long time sufferer
Of senile dementia
Oh it drove my father wild!
Before she died, she said she wanted us to bury her with her brother
At the house on the French Riviera
But she was an only child.
On reflexion
Even though the truth is clearly elsewhere
She was nearly there.
My impression
Is that she wasn't so delusional
It was volitional.
You wanna know why I leave my bed unmade?
There's a question, the answer I don't know.
On days like these I feel as if I'm sweeping leaves
Oh sweeping leaves
On a windy day.
A crack in the ice, and then it's all over
Yeah nice to know ya
Don't pass go.
We work, oh we work, to establish order
But ropes tangle in knots
And get complicated over time.
Got a system
Not Dewey Decimal System
But it's a system
Not Dewey Decimal System
But it's a system.
You wanna know why i leave my face unshaved
There's a question, the answer I don't know.
Go man, go man, go man, go man, go!
Mango don't fall too far from the tree.
I'm defined by entropy.
Mango don't fall too far from the tree.
So much for teleology.
credits
from Les Oiseaux ne Chantent Jamais Faux,
released September 30, 2010
Lyrics and music/Paroles et musique : Jean-Marc De Verteuil
Arrangement : Jean-Marc De Verteuil, Fabrice Enoch, Pierre Massat
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023