Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin

I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze


I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin


All over the place I said murder

I said how could you get talking discipline


Because it don't mean, it don't mean a thing


You think yourself so aware, so out of the ordinary

But it don't, it don't, it don't mean a thing


And the only thing you ever believe


Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin

'Cause everything I do I don't know spoken dreams


I said you've got to be good, I said you've got to be good


I've got to watch catch your step all over him

A deadly poison I'm covered in the, in the right decisions


Outrageous remarks I said fall into misery


Because they don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing

They don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing