"So what do you make out of this one?

A handful of nothing and the day is done

Join us all in staring into the sun

You throw yourself in the river for what reason?

What do you make out of this one?



Shut your mouth please

‘Cause no one's really listening and I know how it feels

And I know, I know, I know I'm a little insect here

But you're an even smaller one my dear

Stop whatever youre doing

‘Cause I am sufficating here

I am really aching dear

I can't breathe and I can't feel

It must be something poisoning in the air



Oh yeah, oh no



So what do you make out of this one?

A handful of nothing and the day is done

Join us all in staring into the sun

You throw yourself in the river for what reason?

What do you make out of this one?



Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

"