Текст (слова) песни: Of Montreal - The Miniature Philosopher
He`s a miniature philosopher He stands five foot three So no one takes him seriously He`s in love with Gertrude Lullaby But she doesn`t care for him He`s like a house boy to Miss Lullaby And their future looks very dim
He`s a miniature philosopher He takes notes on all he reads But that doesn`t satisfy his needs He`s a desk clerk at the bank and trust There`s so many contracts and paperwork to do He gets so busy at the bank and trust There is no time for Nietzsche or Camus
He`s a miniature philosopher He writes essays on Voltaire But if he died no one would care
He doesn`t know why his life turned out this way No one ever reads his dissertations or allegoric plays So he comforts himself while searching a rhyme That the public rarely recognize a genius in their time (poor little guy) He`s a miniature philosopher Though he hasn`t got a friend He`s sure he`ll be famous in the end
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