I met Ferdinand de Saussure
On a night like this
On love he said
I'm not so sure
I even know what it is
No understanding
No closure
It is a nemesis
You can't use a bulldozer
To study orchids

He said...
So we don't know anything
You don't know anything
I don't know anything
about love
But we are nothing
You are nothing
I am nothing
Without love

I'm just a [bad word] 
And not a violent man
But I lost [bad word] 
And I shot Ferdinand
Crying it's well and kosher
to say you don't understand
but this is for Holland-Dozier-Holland"

His last words were
We don't know anything [etc]

His fading words were 
We don't know anything [etc]