Rousseau, Rousseau Songtext

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Rousseau, Rousseau Songtext
Rousseau, Rousseau,
Don't you know?
They took your social contract and threw you out on your ass,
Hit the road Jean-Jacques and don't you look back!
Rousseau...
What do they know, anyway?
You wrote to confess, it's what you thought best,
But what a mess, you just earned their detest,
Rousseau...
Where are you gonna now?
You tried to walk it off, talk it off,
It seems you don't know how.

Rousseau, Rousseau,
I think it's time to go,
Rousseau, Rousseau.

Rousseau, Rousseau,
Do you remember Diderot?
He was a friend in need and a friend indeed,
But when things got bad he watched you bleed,
Rousseau...
Quand il faisait beau,
Il a dit qu'il a été ton ami, mais il s'occupe trop de son encyclopédie,
And if you look back now you'll surely see that he sold you out from A to Z,
Rousseau...
Don't you think it's time to go away?
It's been forty years of blood and tears,
You said all you need to say.
For all you were disheartened, you never were a Spartan,
Rousseau, Rousseau...
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