"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!   "