L'Oratoire

L'ORATOIRE


sittin In his loafers
smoking a cigar
starin at the sky
Above l'Oratoire


He's gotta grey beard
Hip Black shades
And his legs are crossed
Towards l'Oratoire


Look at him
Cool In the blazin cold
Watchin bird Shit
Waitin for the bus


He's old and grumpy
Who is he
Who did he love
Who cares


I love him
like my old man
starin at the sky
smokin a cigar