When is it good or not good to perceive a petrifying life
Or to solving a problem that's here tomorrow, gone today
"I am a worthy subject," says one person catching somebody out
"And I'm tired of all that I am doing now," says somebody else
Not to reason why, ours is but to do and die, says you says I
Yes, it's starting to show, but it's already pie in the sky
No reason if adapted for ordinary use in everyday lives
There's a clause that's not written down, we assume it's just a disguise
Look, I know everything, knowledge forms the best of me
After all I've done, don't blame me, no, not all the time
I put the icing on the world
Something is wrong, so how is it now? Is there something on your mind?
Or are your problems deleting the course that was set in your mind?
Now we are calm, don't tell me you are living now what you lived before
There's a will in everyone's mind to exude an air of some kind
Think back some years, the age of ten, that's not you, that was someone else
Different thoughts and surroundings, just memories exist today
When is it good? Tomorrow? The day after? Is living but a farce?
There must be truth in what I say seeing as how the sun shines out my arse
Dull seems the evergreen style of all our unity
And over the fence an old mother's sympathy makes a spectacle of life
All for the sake of love
Look, I know everything, knowledge forms the best of me
After all I've done, don't blame me, no, not all the time
I put the icing on the world
Look, I know everything, knowledge forms the best of me
After all I've done, don't blame me, no, not all the time
I put the icing on the world