What will now, what will now become of us? A straw is coming, a straw is coming out of us It goes back and forth, followed by a question mark I'm lit up like, lit up like a firework ♪ Can we have the next, the next contestant, please? It's a logical, logical absurdity I'm quitting un-, quitting unexpectedly Opposites attract Ah, in ash and dust and pockets full of emptiness ♪ Ah, he doesn't mean anything He doesn't mean anything He doesn't mean anything He doesn't mean anything Objects caught, caught in rear-view mirrors Well, they sometimes can, sometimes can appear too close Go back and forth, followed by a question mark ♪ I'm lit up like, lit up like a firework Predictably enough