Listen to the organ
It plays for you
That tune is terrible
I hope you like
It's quite beautiful, isn't it?
It's the requiem for a twat
I composed it specially for you
In your sordid memory
It's a pretty theme
You don't find
The ressemblance to yourself?
Poor twat
Here's the organ
Starting again
You must learn that tune by heart
So that you don't even
Hesitate
On the requiem for a twat
What's that face for?
Don't you appreciate it?
But what is it inside
That you don't like?
Personally I don't mind
Whether you like it or not
I'll play you it again
Poor twat