Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin    I went out to the trees just spoken to the breeze    I said you've gone, you've gone to the dustbin       All over the place I said murder    I said how could you get talking discipline    Because it don't mean, it don't mean a thing       You think yourself so aware, so out of the ordinary    But it don't, it don't, it don't mean a thing    And the only thing you ever believe       Bless my brother hiding in the dustbin    'Cause everything I do I don't know spoken dreams    I said you've got to be good, I said you've got to be good       I've got to watch catch your step all over him    A deadly poison I'm covered in the, in the right decisions    Outrageous remarks I said fall into misery    Because they don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing    They don't, they don't, they don't mean a thing