Your nose is in your pipe but you don't care,
Your tattered tweeds and walking cane
All feel real.
The monocled face with the knowing eye see it all go by
But you don't care.
You dance, you prance and sing with the jew,
Who knows your face from a different place
But you don't care, you just don't care.
Found down and out feeling fine,
Drinking bottles of American wine
You don't care, you just don't care.
Lift the cracked old cup to your mouth
You don't care, you don't care,
You don't care, you don't care
Repeat to fade.