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pierre de gaillande - trumpets of fortune and fame (trompettes de la renomée) lyrics
i lived all by myself far from the public scene
contemplative, covert, bucolic and serene
unwilling to give up the high ransom of fame
sleeping on my laurels just like a swallow babe
the people who know best helped me to understand
that i still owed a debt onto the common men
an underpaid failure and obscurity
i had to publicly aired my dirty laundry
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
ignoring even the most basic modesty
must i to find the flames of crass publicity
divulgе identities and exact positions
of thosе with whom i dive into fornication
if i publish the names would these penelope’s
instantly be recast as hardcore libertines
how many faithful friends will give me evil stares
how many chock and blast would i be forced to bear
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
i show even the most discreet exhibition
my modesty assumes neurotic proportion
i chose to show my reproduction organs to
no one besides my wife and a doctor or two
must i to satisfy the hungry scandal sheep
beat the drums with my genitals out on the street
and ostentatiously display them to the crowd
just like the choir boys holding the holy_shroud
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
a women of the world who lets me come and go
as often as i please through her n0ble abode
pass cunningly to me a partners of divan
a nasty parasite of lowest echelon
under pretext of hype, of clamouring for fame
i have any right to tarnish her good name
by shouting from de rooftops and the taxi cabs
madam the marquise gave me a case of cr_p
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
the sky be praised i live in perfect harmony
with father flanagan and all the singing priests
he is a pious man i am an atheist
i hear him say “amen” while i say “holy sh_t”
should i conspire to make it known up to the press
that i surprised him at the knees of my mistress
intoning a sweet song in lisping undertones
while she was hunting lice in his hair with a cone
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
i wonder holy cow who do i have to f_ck
to make the goddess of a hundred mouths speak of?
does a celebrity, a diva or a star
have to jump in my arms and replace my guitar?
to bring excitement to the public and the hoax
who let me do some push_ups on her lower back
or let me do some hiking dressed like a nudist
some mountaineering upon her mount of venus
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
would these trumpets devine more gloriously sound
if i was slightly queer like everyone around
if i pranced all about like a mademoiselle
and suddenly to gone the airs of a gazelle
but i’m not sure there’s any profits truth be told
in playing love charade by reversing the roles
i doubt it has a hence of goat in my renown
the crime pederasty no longer astounds
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
after this world tour of countless recipes
design to find my place in a gossip magazines
i’d rather stick to my first method all alone
i’d rather scratch my belly and keep singing songs
for if the people ask i’d sing them hardy ah
but if they don’t i’ll put them back in my guitar
unwilling to give up the high ransom of fame
i sleep on my laurels just like a swallow babe
oh trumpets of fortune and fame
your song is a hard one to play
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