All we ever wanted

is to know how the shake off every impulse

looking up evolution's skirt

to see what the future will bring



The thing that smacks our nostrils

track down it's origin and reason

and somehow we just can't help but feel

we beat up the wrong guy



Chorus:

Everything seems to work fine

but something doesn't compute

it does not compute

Everybody's feelin' alright

but something doesn't compute

it does not compute



The answers gone to waste

the question is wrapped in hesitation

but all the handshakes in the world

couldn't grasp why this is absurd



Everytime this happens

some repsentative of instinct

slips you his business card and leaves you

to figure out what it means



This sinking feeling

that there's more than meets the eye

You just have to wonder why x2



Chorus



This sinking feeling

that there's more than meets the eye

You just have to wonder why x2



Chorus x3