You, you try like the other fools
To stop time, to break it with a single blow
And you dig you nails into the rocks of its life
It carries you along with it
At the moment when you finally think you’re strongest
It’s too late, you sleep
So you dream of being the Hindu priest
Who praises nightly the sky of Dien Bien Phu
But his voice is too serious but you fear the crosses
At the end of his arms
Come on, change your doctor!
Come on, I know a better one!
He grabs his life and treats you with it
change your doctor!
Come on, I know a better one!
He tears up the darkness that runs deep in you
Which runs deep in you
So you take some grains of brown sugar
And you become a star in the new, in interviews
But your words are too lofty and the newspaper guys
Don’t understand them
Their pencils are too thin their paper too far away
Their sun is too low
And everything breaks down and you fall to your knees
Before a hoard of rats, the princes of the sewer
It’s their chief who says it “I can save your life
If you sleep with me”
Come on, change your doctor!
Let’s say that one day there’ll be no more taboos
That there’ll be no more constraints nor jealous priests
Just a speck in the crowd
A rolling stone
And nobody who cares
Come on, change your doctor!