, THE STATUE Lyrics from "Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris"
, THE STATUE Lyrics from "Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris" |
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THE STATUE Lyricsby . From Jacques Brel is Alive and Well and Living in Paris THE STATUE by I'd like to grab that son of Mary The one who wrote on my statue "He has lived all of his life Between honor and virtue" Me, who screwed all of my friends From dirty lie to dirty lie Me, who screwed all of my friends From New Year's Day to New Year's Day In the purest name of love How I cheated every mistress In the purest name of love How I lied with each caress That son of Mary I'd like to have him here And all you damned kids...get out of here I'd like to grab that son of Lent The one who had the nerve to boast "God calls back the ones he loves And he was the one God loves the most" Me, who only prayed to God When my teeth were killing me Me, who only prayed to God Except when I was scared of Satan Me, who even prayed to Satan Every time I was in love Me, who even prayed to Satan Whenever I was scared of God That son of Lent I'd like to have him here And all you damned kids...get out of here I'd like to grab that son-of-a-bitch The one who wrote on my statue "He died like a hero He was a soldier brave and true" Me, who went off to the war Because I was so damn bored Me, who went off to the war To make it with the German broads Me, who got killed in the war Making it with the German broads Me, who died during the war Because I couldn't help it That son-of-a-bitch, I'd like to have him here And all you damned kids...Please Please get out of here
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