It’s easy as you like, but you won’t expect it.    And you want it all, but you won’t get it all.    It’s simple as a game, but there’s no objective.    And you watch it fall, and it falls and you just let it fall.       When we know your name, and you feel respected.    Then you get it all, but you don’t want it all.    So you sewed it to your face and you think you like it.    But you laughed it off now, and it’s gone now.       And when the marching band has played we’ll all go home.    And when the parking lot is clean we’ll all go home.       It’s easy as a cake, but you won’t expect it.    Then you lose it all, and it’s gone and you know that it’s gone.    It’s simple as a game, with no objective.    But you fucked it up now, and it’s done now.       And once the marching band has played we’ll all go home.    And when the parking lot is clean we’ll all go home.