The Professor & La Fille Danse (Acoustic Guitar Cover) [Damien Rice]

One of my all-time favourite Damien Rice songs.
My Dad, Drew, introduced me to Damien Rice in 2005 – 2006 after he bought the albums “O” & “9” on digipak CD, for O & a cardboard sleeve CD for 9.
It changed my life. Pretty much everyday of my life since then with little to no exception was started, finished or both with Damien’s music.
He has always been my muse & the reason why I started writing my own music. Little things. If it weren’t for Damien, I would not be writing music.
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Well I don’t know if I’m wrong
Cause she’s only just gone
Here’s to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I’m sure when I’m older I’ll know what that means

She cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Here’s to the man with his face in the mud
And an overcast play just taken away
From the lover’s in love at the center of stage yeah

Loving is fine if you’ve plenty of time
For walking on stilts at the edge of your mind
Loving is good if your dick’s made of wood
And the dick left inside only half understood
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What makes the animal run, run away yeah
What makes him stall, what makes him stand
And what shakes the elephant?
And what makes a man?

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know you any more
No, no, no, no…

I don’t know if I’m wrong
‘Cause she’s only just gone
Tell me why is this day taking so long
I was a lover of time and once she was mine, was
I was a lover indeed, I was covered in weed

She cried when she should and she laughed when she could
Well closer to God is the one who’s in love
And I walk away ’cause I can
Too many options may just kill a man

Loving is fine if it’s not in your mind
But I’ve mocked it up now, too many times
Loving is good if it’s not understood
Yeah, but I’m the professor
And feel that I should know
What makes her come and what makes her stay?
What make the animal run, run away and
What makes him tick apart from him prick
And the lonelier side of the jealousy stick

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
Hell I don’t know you any more
No, no, no no…

Well I don’t know if I’m wrong
‘Cause she’s only just gone
Here’s to another relationship
Bombed by my excellent breed of gamete disease
I finished it off with some French wine and cheese

La fille danse
Quand elle joue avec moi
Et je pense que je l’aime des fois
Le silence, n’ose pas dis-donc
Quand on est ensemble
Mettre les mots
Sur la petite dodo
(The girl dances
When she plays with me
And sometimes I think I love her
The silence dares not,
When we are together,
Put the words
On our nights, together)