un rodo cora - paris-stockholm/lady bracknell lyrics
i don’t have an income (it would interfere with my freedom)
i have no occupation and not even a profession
i have no plans to get one cause i’m lacking all ambition
and i don’t take no orders so i’ll never get promotion
i don’t like pedigrees
or bowing for the elderly
i loathe fine traditions
like begging for her hand
lady bracknell, may i marry your daughter?
your highness, may i marry your daughter?
i don’t like the hippies or the punks, the armani men
art dealers, drug dealers, right wingers, left wingers
people stuck in the past, the future or the present
i do like individuals but i’ve never really met one
i have no opinions (and if i did you wouldn’t like ‘em)
i have no tolerance
with stupidity or ignorance
and least of all with intolerance
i contradict myself in every breath but at least i always tell the truth
lady bracknell, may i marry your daughter?
your highness, may i merry your daughter?
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