Charlotte Gainsbourg—Operation

Very nice tune.  My iPod first delivered this to me after a very long day…  Lyrics:

I want to explore you
I’m gonna get under your skin
So you can feel me running through your veins

I want to examine
Every inch of your frame
The pressure points that cause your joy and pain

Our love goes under the knife
There is no room for doubt

Now i’m inside you
My hands can feel their way
Further inside than I have ever been

Now i can really
Mess around with your heart
And fill it to the brim with broken dreams

Our love goes under the knife
Two lives may be saved

And if I pull this off
I’ll refuse the Nobel prize
Instead I will look into your eyes

If I pull this off your whole body will be mine
And I’m prepared to work throughout the night

Our love goes under the knife
Nothing is taboo
…Here on the cutting edge of science

Too much information
I feel i’m getting lost
Absorbed into the fibre of your soul

Deep within the abbatoir
Of your entrails your insides
Lost in you forever far from home

Our love goes under the knife
Someone got too close

Our love goes under the knife
The heart was rejected by the host

I want more and more and more and more and …

Trying to decipher the lyrics to I Want More by Can. They’re not online. Here’s what I can get:

(Thanks to Rachel P got the rest – ta Rach )

Everybody
Plays a game
We don’t have to
Say the name
If we take a
Summary
Boys say girls just aint the same

I don’t have to
Say no more
You know what I’m
Aiming for
Don’t care if I
Break a law
I want more and more and more

Everybody
Plays a game
Boys say girls just
Aint the same
You know what I’m
Aiming for
I want more and more and more and more and more and more and …

Bit (1) sounds something like “Ah-fré Descarte” (definitely not a “René”, and probably not a Descarte either – the vocals are badly cut up) and (2) sounds something like “Sanmoré”. Google is failing me. I want it to be the name of a funky author who’s going to say more about playing games (would fit well with Wittgenstein, Laing, and friends), but it’s probably just a cut up copy of some of the other lyrics.

Just had a nosy at Interpersonal Perception by Laing, Phillipson and Lee (1966). Pages 49-72 develop an epistemic logic (“he thinks she thinks he thinks…” type stuff) and use it to construct a questionnaire about dyadic relationships, the questions to be answered by both members of the pair. Refreshing to see such a detailed analysis of the sentences. More on that elsewhere soon, perhaps…