I met Ferdinand de Saussure   On a night like this   On love he said   "I'm not so sure   I even know what it is   No understanding   No closure   It is a nemesis   You can't use a bulldozer   To study orchids"      He said...   So we don't know anything   You don't know anything   I don't know anything   about love   But we are nothing   You are nothing   I am nothing   Without love      I'm just a great composer   And not a violent man   But I lost my composure   And I shot Ferdinand   Crying "it's well and kosher   to say you don't understand   but this is for Holland-Dozier-Holland"      His last words were   We don't know anything [etc]      His fading words were    We don't know anything [etc]