When is it good or not good to perceive a petrifying life?
Or to solving a problem that's here tomorrow, gone today?
"I am a worthy subject", says one person catching somebody out
"And I'm tired of all that I am doing now", says somebody else
Not to reason why ours is
But to do and die, says you, says I
Yes, it's starting to show
But it's already pie in the sky
No reason is adapted for ordinary use in everyday lives
There's a clause that's not written down
We assume it's just a disguise
Look, I know everything, knowledge forms the best of me
After all I've done, don't blame me, no, not at all the time
I've put the icing on the world
Something is wrong
So how is it now?
Is there something on your mind?
Or are your problems deleting the course that was set in your mind?
Now we are calm
Don't tell me you are living now
What you lived before
There's a will in everyone's mind
To exude a fear of some kind
Think back some years, the age of ten
That's not you, that was someone else
Different thoughts and surroundings, just memories exist today
When is it good? Tomorrow? The day after? Is living but a farce?
There must be truth in what I say
Seeing as how the sun shines from my arse
Dull seems the evergreen style of all our unity
And over the fence, an old mother's sympathy
Makes a spectacle of life all for the sake of love
Look, I know everything, knowledge forms the best of me
After all I've done, don't blame me, no, not at all the time
I've put the icing on the world
Look, I know everything, knowledge was the best of me
After all I've done, don't blame me, no, not at all the time
I've put the icing on the world