Текст (слова) песни: Sting - Epilogue (Nothing `bout Me)
Lay my head on the surgeon`s table Take my fingerprints if you are able Pick my brains pick my pockets Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets Run every kind of test from A to Z And you`ll still know nothing `bout me
Run my name though your computer Mention me in passing to your college tutor Check my records check my facts Check if I paid my income tax Pore over everything in my C.V. But you`ll still know nothing `bout me You`ll still know nothing `bout me
You don`t need to read no books on my history I`m a simple man, it`s no big mystery In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love
Search my house with a fine tooth comb Turn over everything `cause I won`t be at home Set up your microscope and tell me what you see You`ll still know nothing `bout me
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