"So what do you make out of this one? A handful of nothing and the day is done Join us all in staring into the sun You throw yourself in the river for what reason? What do you make out of this one? Shut your mouth please 'Cause no one's really listening and I know how it feels And I know, I know, I know I'm a little insect here But you're an even smaller one my dear Stop whatever youre doing 'Cause I am sufficating here I am really aching dear I can't breathe and I can't feel It must be something poisoning in the air Oh yeah, oh no So what do you make out of this one? A handful of nothing and the day is done Join us all in staring into the sun You throw yourself in the river for what reason? What do you make out of this one? Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! "