The Governess

Her beats are punctual
Her steps are functional
The governess
Comes in full dress
Her musical standards
Are apt to impress

We straighten our backs
As we're about to confess to
The Governess

Her clockwork reveals
Our every mistake, she says
Occident's culture
Is at stake
She never relies
On improvisation
Her musical goal
Is her nation's reputation
And she doesn't like Jazz
The Governess

We check our clothes
And we're about to confess to
The Governess

She says: Learn the craft
Before you begin
When you're on stage it's too late
To dilettate and
My pendulum
Is gonna make your head spin

Tick Tack
Guten Tag
Tack Tick
Does the trick

Keep the tempo
Play your notes
Eat your supper
Learn the codes
And you'll never guess
What she wears under her dress
The Governess

She ticks: Love love
Is not enough
Precision is crucial
When the rhythm is rough
She ticks: Love love
Isn't all you need
I don't care for vibrations
It's on beats I feed

Tick Tack
Guten Tag
Tack Tick
Soft and slick

We're in distress
As we're about to confess to
The Governess



Credits
Writer(s): Veit Sprenger
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