A rock sat next to a pigeon on the ground
And the pigeon said, aren't we lucky just to be around
The rock said, you clearly know nothing of this world
I'm just a lifeless thing and you're just a stupid bird
The pigeon said, what's the use in talking like that?
It's all these thoughts up in your head that are making you so mad
Don't you know that thinking gets you nowhere
Don't you know that thinking gets you nowhere
Don't you know that thinking gets you nowhere fast
The rock said, oh my god, what have I done with my life?
I've been sitting here complaining, wasting all my time
But the pigeon said, don't worry, it's never too late
I might just be a stupid bird, but I know you rocks have ages
The rock said, yeah, you're right, I lived for a really long time
Maybe I'll go find myself a red-hot igneous wife
That could be really nice
Cause now I know that thinking gets you nowhere
I'm free, I'm free, I'm free
Cause now I know that thinking gets me nowhere
I'm free