Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin 
I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze 
I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin 

All over the place I said murder 
I said how could you get talking discipline 
Because it don't mean, it don't mean a thing 

You think yourself so aware, so out of the ordinary 
But it don't, it don't, it don't mean a thing 
And the only thing you ever believe 

Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin 
‘Cause everything I do I don't know spoken dreams 
I said you've got to be good, I said you've got to be good 

I've got to watch catch your step all over him 
A deadly poison I'm covered in the, in the right decisions 
Outrageous remarks I said fall into misery 
Because they don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing 
They don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing