Penelope Tree Songtext
von ALT

One, two, three, four

By acquaintance of the nettle tree
I met a man who was good to me
I′m not talking 'bout photography
I′m talking 'bout love
We booked a honeymoon up on Mars
We lay around for hours and hours
Talking 'bout philosophy
Talking ′bout love

Everything, it must be true
Whatever happens comes back to you
Yeah yeah

We′re so glad that we don't know anything about love
We′re so glad that we don't know everything about love


I got a humorous erotic watch
The best thing that I ever bought
I got a motorway in my head
I got a double size cigarette
And when the temperature drops below
I know why I need love

And there′s a cold Siberian wind
Blowing across our town
Oh, the answers where I've been

I have found
Yeah yeah

We′re so glad that we don't know anything about love
We're so glad that we don′t know everything about love

Now it′s 1994
I'm sitting cross-legged on the floor
My prayer mat is full of holes
Patchy with love
Patchy with love

And everything comes back to you
Whatever happens, it must be true
Yeah yeah

We′re so glad that we don't know anything about love
We′re so glad that we don't know everything about love


Like I said, we don′t know anything about it
We're so glad that we don't know anything about it
We′re so glad that we don′t know anything about it
We're so glad that we don′t know anything
We're so glad that we don′t know any
We're so glad that we don′t know it
We're so glad that we don't
We′re so glad that we don′t
We're so glad that we don′t
We're so glad

We′re so

We are
We are
We're so glad that we don′t know anything about love

We're so glad we don't know anything about love