Tekster: The Magnetic Fields. 69 Love Songs. The Death of Ferdinand de Saussure.

I met Ferdinand de Saussure
On a night like this
On love he said, "I'm not so sure
I even know what it is"

"No understanding, no closure
It is a nemesis
You can't use a bulldozer
To study orchids"

He said, "So we don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything about love
But we are nothing, you are nothing
I am nothing without love"

I'm just a great composer
And not a violent man
But I lost my composure
And I shot Ferdinand

Crying, "It's well and kosher
To say you don't understand
But this is for
Holland-Dozier-Holland"

His last words were, "We don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything about love
But we are nothing, you are nothing
I am nothing without love"

His fading words were, "We don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything about love
But we are nothing, you are nothing
I am nothing without love"