Existentialtism

You know, me and my baby, no couple like us
She's... she's got a Sartre, we got our Camus.
I... I love her 'cause I hate the stinkin' bitch
Oh she's like a train, or a horse... I forget which

Who cleaned the home?
Jean-Paul Satre?
Simone De Beauvoir?

I'm... I'm 'The Outsider'. I break the law.
But here's a tip the book's a bore   (the book's a bore)
Oh I'll take responsibility for my innermost wishes
Oh I'll buggered if I do the dishes  (won't do the dishes)

Who cleaned the home?
Jean-Paul Satre?
Simone De Beauvoir?

Now my baby's left me, she walked out the door
Says she don't want my six-inch gold-blade no more
I'm aware that one never really knows other
Stuff existentialism, I'm going back to mother


Aug 1988