While we're on the subject, could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ears, don't worry, you were always out
Lookin towards the future, we were beggin for the past

Well we know we had the good things, but those never seem to last
Oh please just last


Everyone's unhappy, everyone's ashamed
Well we all just got caught lookin at somebody else's page
Well nothin ever went quite exactly as we planned

Our ideas held no water but we used them like a dam

Oh and we carried it all so well

As if we got a new position
Oh and I laugh all the way to hell
I say yes this is a fine promotion

Oh and I laugh all the way to hell

Of course everyone goes crazy over such and such and such

We made ourselves a tiller but we just used it as a crutch
We were certainly uncertain, at least I'm pretty sure I am
Well we didn't need the water but we just built that good god damn


Oh and I know this of myself
I $$#ume as much for other people



Oh and I know this of myself

We've listened more to life's end gong
than the sound of life's sweet bells


Was it ever worth it, was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we'd miss the boat and we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite, we just danced at our own wake

All our favorites were a'playing so we could shake shake shake shake shake

Tiny curtains opened

And we heard the tiny clap of little hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke
And get a tiny laugh from all them folks

Sittin drifting round on bubbles then
Thinkin it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out

That we had truly missed the boat

Oh and we carried it all so well

As if we got a new position
Oh and we owned all the tools ourselves
Without the skills to make a ship with

Oh what useless tools ourselves