Seine Scene Lyrics

I caught myself in conversation

Oh you don't get that shit

Oh you don't get to bitch about it

So I find a new sensation

Where my girlfriends rich

And her dad pays for everything

Who though is this motherfucker named Hugo?

You know these are the Scenes from the Seine, though

What Keats Wrote really really really gets me going

What Keats wrote, What Keats wrote

Who though is this motherfucker named Hugo?

(So I take it...)

You know these are the Scenes from the Seine, though

(I take it easy)

What Keats Wrote really really really gets me going

(And everybody from the scenes from the seine)

What Keats wrote, What Keats wrote

(Can just fucking stop)

I am lost in translation

Je ne connais pas beaucoup de mots

Je ne connais pas beaucoup de mot

I am the third revelation!

Oh Did you know I like to bowl?

Oh Did you know I like to bowl?

Who though is this motherfucker named Hugo?

You know these are the Scenes from the Seine, though

What Keats Wrote really really really gets me going

What Keats wrote, What Keats wrote

I do find it often that I sow my own coffin

They've accused I softened but this life is full of caution

This is such a loose connection

Acid Dreams and Spanish queens

Oh, Castilian Me

I do describe the persistence of beauty

For me be awakened

In my angle of reflection

I have grown accustomed to know

You're the comment to my consensus

Cut throat in awe

Separated by fences, locked up bourgeois

Who though is this motherfucker named Hugo?

You know these are the Scenes from the Seine, though

What Keats Wrote really really really gets me going

What Keats wrote, What Keats wrote

Who though is this motherfucker named Hugo?

You know these are the Scenes from the Seine, though

Heard melodies are sweet

What?

The ones unheard are much sweeter