Adieu Adieu, Little Boy Bleu Lyrics

You called me

-solipsistic-

It's erudite, it's

Somewhat sadistic

Cos there's no reply

That doesn't start with

"I..."






You called me

-just ridiculous-

Look at you

So over-meticulous,

Set your sights

A hundred metres

High.






And I do hope that you

Find a girl

In the pages of a

Good novel

And I hope she'll make you

Happier than me.

And I do hope that she's

So refined.

Hope it pans out for you

Line-by-line.

If it all buggers up you can

Turn back to page 19.






You called me

-inconsistent-

You pulled me in and then

Let go instantly,

Saying, I have fallen for this

Many times

Before.






Used to call me

-o delectable-

Now your esteem seems

Almost undetectable

And all we know

Is how to

criticise.






And I do hope that you

Find a girl

In the pages of your

New novel

And I hope she'll make you

Happier than me.

And I do hope that she's

So refined.

Hope it pans out for you

Line-by-line.

If it all buggers up you can

Always turn back to Page 3.






And I do hope that you

Find yourself

In the contents of a

Good bookshelf

If that's all that you need to be happy,

You'll do ok.

And I do hope I find

Some lost soul

To cast in the

Submissive role.

He can laugh and agree

With everything I say.






Oh, you called me

-solipsistic-

It's erudite, but it's

Somewhat simplistic

And there's no reply

That doesn't start with

I

Don't

Think

You

Know

Me

Very

Well.