Those Mysteries

Why is there time? Why is there space? Why are there dogs and cats and trees and the human race? And why am I here and not over there? Oh why, oh why? And why are there nuns? And why do they pray? And where do we go when we pass away? And why, when I ask my Dad does he say - Go ask your Mom or just go away? And OK, I'll go away But they won't go away Tomorrow I'll find out all I should know I don't even know what I don't even know They're hanging 'round and around and 'round and 'round Tomorrow I'll find out all I should know I don't even know what I don't even know They're hanging 'round and around and 'round and 'round Why is there you? Why is there me? Why does my Mother kiss my Father occasionally? And why am I sore whenever I'm hit? Oh why, oh why? And why is there France? And why is there Spain? And why am I here and why is there rain? And why when I ask my Dad does he say - Go ask your Mom or just go away? And OK, I'll go away But they won't go away Tomorrow I'll find out all I should know I don't even know what I don't even know They're hanging 'round and around and 'round and 'round Tomorrow I'll find out all I should know I don't even know what I don't even know They're hanging 'round and around and 'round and 'round Why is there time? Why is there space?