You're so right, it's true, what being free can do to you
It's such a hit yes, Miss, you're right, nothing's quite like this
You make me listen hard, I sit and stare
But even Godot knows this nowhere
and on a dull/dole day I can see forever here I go again
Keep me on line 'cause I'm falling apart (start it up)
How nice so this is my life:
Big plate of air with nothing on the side

Anonther day of Q&A (queue'n'nay)
How'm I spose to keep to keep my mind at bay?
I heard them say "We'll put you life on the lin, boy" parBut
they forgot to put the line on the lifebuoy
and I don't git it for the life of me, I'm drowning in the redundancy

See me going down [repeat chorus]