Sum of Nothing

I been around the world in my immigrant shoes My soul should be worn out by now But I'm bouncing to the sound of the time When the million voices are breaking through So you can stop talking falsely now You better tender your respects when my girl's in the room You know she's right on, you'll find out No rest if you're wicked in a world Where Sita is still singing the blues It's better yet worse somehow - Too much to prove and nothing left for us to do O, gimme some of nothing (Some of nothing) O, what's the sum of nothing? (Sum of nothing) If what you're saying's clearly bogus Then there is no need for me to refute Yes if it's bogus hocus pocus P.O.T.U.S. The onus of proof must be on you Matter of fact just stop talking falsely now If you came to be taming shrews Then you better start kissing some shoes (Yeah, yeh) It ain't me doing the telling it Is they who be commanding me to command you It's better yet worse somehow - To much to do and nothing left for us to lose O, gimme some of nothing (Some of nothing) O, what's the sum of nothing? (Sum of nothing) O, gimme some of nothing (Some of nothing) O, what's the sum of nothing? (Sum of nothing) Ever since I was a youth impending doom has always been on news I try to make my way but sometimes I say 'Hey wait man, what's the use?' (Sum of nothing) Whether you're a defender or a crusader Whether you're a player that's minor or major What is the result of all your labour? What's waiting for us at the end of the rainbow? It's just so amazing how everything these days just seems to Be better yet worse somehow - Too much to do lose and nothing left for us to do What's the sum of nothing? O, gimme some of nothing (Yeah) O, what's the sum of nothing? (Sum of nothing)