If you are thinking too much,
You’re right,its too much,
And you will know it as such,
That it was all a mind’s lurch
Sir laugh, sir laugh,
It was all a stupid faff.
And the sad morning
Will set the sun winning,
The player should not stop
The music rocks on with jazz pop.
Sir laugh, sir laugh,
It was all a stupid faff.
God too, has many a problem,
That day he told me some of them,
One was an identity crisis,
Some call him Allah,some Jesus.
So sir laugh, sir laugh,
It is all a stupid faff.
Well you know that words change it all,
Some meaningful and some small,
But have you ever thought my dear mister,
That they could also mean nothing at all.
So sir laugh, sir laugh
It’s all a stupid faff.
You are born to live,
But never die to live,
Is that something fair or dark,
Is a lark always as happy as a lark?
And sir laugh, sir laugh
It’s all a stupid faff.
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