Let's all hang our heads in light of the recent events,
With temperatures set And we can try
To ignore this great white elephant,
A fine representative of excess

We all continue to say the same things,
Just not at the same time
Strap our pride to the towline,
Five miles behind

Pack a lunch for us,
Stale bread and loneliness
Ring out your hands all night, to make capricious decisions,
A complete waste of time

Hours of fervid worry
For an implacable stubborn mind

How many little things can go wrong before we start worrying?
How many little things can go wrong before we start sweating?
Another preemptive pat on the brow,
Another crisis compacted with sound

Bury our voices in the swirling air
Of a sleight of hand trick
Ring out your hands all night
In unconscious inflection
If these walls keep me any sort of company,
Would all alone feel so lonely?

All I can't say, it never drifts away

How many little things can go wrong before we start worrying?
How many little things can go wrong before we start sweating?
Another preemptive pat on the brow,
Another crisis compacted with sound