All that effort, all that fuss
A mindless lesson, a mindless buzz
You could build a boat with energy wasted
And sail off into a hippie sunset
But no, let's just pretend
Take our shots and fall down dead
Wake up on the count of ten
With your hands in your pockets ready to spend
You could send a kiss ten thousand miles
And plant it on the smallest child
But why should that make sense to you
You're not trying to raise a smile - it's true
