So here we are, in limbo once again
What's the point of life once you've done the stuff?
Spoken to younger people, the refrain
Is all the same, they've coupled, that's enough
Or they haven't, high maintenance, they're too tough
Screw them all, who cares, unless they can show
A spark of something? I'm too old now, shove
Them all, their petty needs, mine the same, so
Be different, be fun, appreciate me, or no
Don't expect me to do my best, cos when
You switch from me your focus to some fluff
I get bored and you've lost me, I don't know
Why I should bother trying to entertain
So talk your talk and I'll walk somewhere off...
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