If you knew all my sacred songs
I’d give you my secrets soon
If you ask me where she belongs
I’d say try in the afternoon

‘Cause in the morning her mind always changes
And in the night her body swims in the Ganges

Be with me my insolent child
Or excellent comforter
If one day you grow wild
We’ll be able to go further

Why should I never be free and always have to repeat
The tricks I’ve learned when I was in my painful retreat

Down in the rich neighbourhood
The robots took my soul
They said the contract was so good
They made me sign it all