What is it all about? Why we bother?
I don't know, don't care, it's all pointlessness
This is me, this is you, and this is her
There may be more but likely, there is less
I don't know which is which, I must confess
This is all nonsense, don't expect meaning
It could be a state of mental undress
Or a state of mental tasteful clothing
It could be hiding or be revealing
I'll leave it to the experts, leave it there
They know best, or so they claim, I digress
Myself, I don't fall for this bullshitting
It could be one thing, or be the other
I'm not convinced they know, Pizza Express...
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