Buckle up and get ready for this crazy ride we call life.
It’s cold inside and the lights are dim
Thinkers thought about the sinners sin
And still they sat like statuettes
While the world it whirled and the grinners grinned
And the world (the world) the world
Keeps on whirling
Better (better) better
Well it’s ten past two and the verdicts in
Lovers love but do they find wisdom?
And still they lay like marionettes
While the stars they starred in their lonely heads
The singer she sang about the mess we’re in
While dancers danced in their oblivion
And soon they crumple up like serviettes
While the sun it rose and set again