Malcolm McLaren - Walking With Satie lyrics

Tracing back my steps in time All I do is think about you Charlotte And the love is left behind I first saw Paris in Soho when I was thirteen Sitting on a coffin drinking coffee I wore black on black with negative feelings I often go to Paris to live yesterday tomorrow Because Paris is a place of dreams Francoise Hardy, tous les garcons et les filles Juliette Greco, Jeanne Moreau and Catherine Deneuve And I'm walking with Eric Satie Along the boulevards of Paris in the springtime Un orchestre d'oiseaux, every so often breaks This map of feelings Drifting through these landscapes of love Watching strays from Pere Lacheise Can you hear the cats purr? Can you hear the master? Stone against their velvet fur Girls who travel the metro Stroking white mice they carry in their pockets Lost in a day dream Daydreaming to be loved by someone Hurtling myself down into the metro A train of Latin and African percussion Turns my day into night The rhythm of life The constant arguments between lovers He wants to listen to the news She wants to listen to the music