Lyrics The Poet the Painter and the Prostitute - Willys Wonderland

The Poet the Painter and the Prostitute

The one legged painter went on down the road
Wanted help of a woman to unload his load
He found a one-armed poet hungry for food
Who read poems about friendship and brotherhood
The painter asked please can you help me out
And he told the poet what it was all about
The poet answered with a voice so cute
I only know one person and she’s a prostitute
Well i don´t care which trade she’s in
As long as she’s got a little dicipline
I just need someone to unload my weight
Well, it’s never too late said the poet slow
I could take you to her, but i dont know how
He pointed his only arm in the air
The last I heard she’s up there somewhere
Well i don´t care which trade she’s in
As long as she’s got a little dicipline
I just need someone to unload my weight
To help me out before it’s too late
What do you mean — do i have to beg?
The painter humped on his only leg
You can beg, said the poet, the best you can
But she died while helping another man
Well i don´t care which trade she’s in
As long as she’s got a little dicipline
I just need someone to unload my weight
To help me out before it’s too late