Let's go now, have a big fat ripe lie 'bout ways how to write songs to make you cry.
How long can it take for us to write a dozen pieces,
For every one of us to sing their bit and play their part?
How long? How long? How long? How long? How?
All the notes we know and finding words has never been a trouble
Why is it so long, are we so slow, don't we move on?
How long? How long? How long? How long?
Maybe we know our listeners are at least as slow as us,
And if in equal situation wouldn't we hear double the fuss?
Interesting, quite, high, no, reasonnable, dim
Seven days
Twenty times
Eighteen years
You've been here for
How long? How long? How long? How long? How?
Crappy diesel, funny petrol, medecine and hope.
Slimy oil, daily dribble, semolina bolt.
How long? How long? How long? How long?
Let's go now, have a big fat ripe lie 'bout ways how to write songs to make you cry.
