Existentialtism lyrics

Song information

Artist: Tism
Album: Hot Dogma

Lyrics

You know, me and my baby, no couple like us;
We got our sartre, we got our camus
I love her 'cos I hate the stinking bitch -
She's like a train - or a horse - I forget which

Chorus:
Who cleans the home?
John paul sartre?
Simone de boviour?

I'm the outsider, not for me conventional law
(Though here's a tip - the book's a bore )
I'll take responsibility for my inner most wishes
But I'll be buggered if I'll do the dishes

Now my baby's left me, she's walked out the door
She said she won't touch my six inch gold blade anymore
I'm aware that one can never really know other -
But fuck existentialism, I'm going back to mother

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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