Epilogue (nothing'bout me) Songtext
von Sting

Lay my head on the surgeon′s table
Take my fingerprints if you are able
Pick my brains, pick my pockets
Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets

Run every kind of test, from A to Z
And you still know nothing 'bout me
(Still know nothing ′bout me)

Run my name through your computer
Mention me in passing to your college tutor
Check my records, check my facts
Check if I paid my income tax

Pore over everything in my CV
But you still know nothing 'bout me
(Still know nothing 'bout me)
Still know nothing ′bout me

You don′t need to read no books on my history
I'm a simple man, it′s no big mystery
In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove
At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love


Search my house with a fine tooth comb
Turn over everything 'cause I won′t be at home
Set up your microscope and tell me what you see
But you still know nothing 'bout me
(Still know nothing ′bout me)

Still know nothing 'bout me
(Still know nothing 'bout me)
Still know zilt ′bout me
(Still know nothing ′bout me)
Sill know nothing 'bout me
(Still know nothing ′bout me)

'Bout me, ′bout me
(Still know nothing 'bout me)
′Bout me, still know nothing 'bout me
(Still know nothing 'bout me)
Still know nothing ′bout me, still know nothing ′bout me
(Still know nothing 'bout me)
(Still know nothing ′bout me)
(Still know nothing 'bout me)
(Still know nothing ′bout me)
(Still know nothing 'bout me)