Verse 1:            Ahhh, the smell of piss      I don’t know why but you feel alive       When its half past 5 and you take a leakage      The man in the mirror looks back to speak his -       Mind - find it sane to wonder      Nothing’s clearer. Why am I here?      Do I have a use or am I a number?       Did he make me when he made the thunder?      And if so why?       Who? When? How?      And why should I think this now?      And why do I need these eye ñ brows?      Cows make milk, milk is useful      We make shit that is used to kill so      What’s the point of us being here!?            Hook:            It started off as a diamond day      I saw myself in a hazy way       What’s the point of me in this world?      You can venture about the place      It seems shit stares you in the face      Guess sometimes you never can tell            Verse 2:            Go to unearth the answer      Strange that I’ve never been a chancer      But things look darker, time to scarper      I don’t think twice when I grab my parker      And slam the door don’t turn a shoulder      I can’t get old be none the wiser      And close my eyes at night      Just never knowing quite      What the fuck we contribute to constitute      The wrongs we do and still be plain sailing      Top the food chain and      Still bloody complaining      I set my course for Truthville      The truth-will surface maybe, (maybe)            Bridge:            I left without my a to the z      So what do I say to my head      I’ll never find the answers I’m looking for      I’m sure, I must just look unsure            Hook:            It started off as a diamond day      I saw myself in a hazy way       What’s the point of me in this world?      You can venture about the place      It seems shit stares you in the face      Guess sometimes you never can tell            Verse 3:            I’m strolling, (he’s strolling)      The scenery is rolling      I stop (he stops)      Who’s that talking? (Who’s that talking)      To the left I see a cornfield      To the right I see some cows      In front I see a set of doors      I think these things are metaphors      For what? Don’t ask the question      I talk to the cow for an ounce of sense then      Don’t look back head through the doors      I’m back in my bathroom in the mirror      Staring, I’ve solved the common mystery      Of why we have a history, epiphany      And now this piss seems bliss to me      Cows make milk but what’s it for      And corn tastes shit if you eat it raw      But we’re so fucking clever      Went and put the 2 together      (Went and put the 2 together      Went and put the 2 together)      And that’s the point of us in this world            Double Hook:            It started off as a diamond day      I saw myself in a hazy way       What’s the point of me in this world?      You can venture about the place      It seems shit stares you in the face      Guess sometimes you never can tell      It started off as a diamond day      I saw myself in a hazy way       What’s the point of me in this world?      You can venture about the place      It seems shit stares you in the face      Guess sometimes you never can tell