What's in the middle of the world? Does anybody know? Has anybody been there? Hell no, I never want to go So come on, dig your hole anywhere but here We all are living with the sun burning above us I wonder, when will everyone fall in love? What's in the center of a man? Can we ever understand all that he is made of? Look now, the words are falling out his mouth You hear him shout about everything he's done We all are living with the sun burning above us I wonder, when will everyone fall in love? Why the kill the poet's heart with all this mathematic talk And dry the muse into a distant star? Vulture who draws his wings to spread his dull realities And circle hope until it breathes no more ♪ So the war goes on, it never ends Like a record it spins 'round and 'round, and again Choosing our enemies and friends And we do it again, and again, and again So the war goes on, it never ends Like a record it spins 'round and 'round, and again Choosing our enemies and friends And we do it again, and again, and again, and again Oh, again Oh, again Oh, and again Oh, again and again and again and again