Picture postcard honesty
  In the land of hopeless dreams
  That man in my sitting room
  Only lives behind the screen
  
  Oh, look at me happily
  In this third party situation
  A married man with a see through smile
  Who's not quite what he seems
  
  Oh, I'm having trouble with the language
  Having trouble getting through
  Haven't learned my lessons well
  So I don't know what to do
  
  Having trouble with the language
  Do you voulez-vous?
  Never catch a falling knife
  Oh, that's just my point of view
  
  Andre's such a sycophant
  Who always leaves the truth behind
  Always stands on the outside
  No matter how hard she tries
  It's been a while
  ready smile
  I've got to go
  Oh look at the time
  If only she knew
  What the restless do
  She would surely break down and cry
  
  Oh, I'm having trouble with the language
  Yeah, Having trouble getting through
  Haven't learned my lessons well
  So I don't know what to do
  
  Having trouble with the language
  Do voulez-vous?
  Never catch a falling knife
  Oh, that's just my point of view
  
  That's just my view
  
  In a storm electric
  The lightning struck his head, twice
  Now I'm a vegetarian
  Because the pig in the middle is dead
  
  Oh yeah
  Oh no
  
  Downtown at the funeral home
  There's a dark cloud over our heads
  She looked better in a black suit
  But he looked better... dead
  
  Oh, having trouble with the language
  With a knock, knock, knock
  Having trouble breaking through
  And a knock, knock, knock
  Yeah, no you don't know what to do
  
  Having trouble with the language
  Do you voulez-vous?
  Never catch a falling knife
  Oh, that's just my point of view
  
  Oh yeah
  Oh, is talking 'bout
  Having trouble with the language
  Do you voulez-vous?
  Never catch a falling knife
  Oh, that's just my point of view
  
  Having trouble with the language
  Having trouble getting through
  I still don't know
  I don't know what to do