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  • See him digging, see him ****ing
    Every single day of the year
    Coffee at eleven, four-thirty tea
    His security is built on routine
    But inside his mind there's a lot going on
    Planning the world but it just don't do no good
    I say, what's the use?
    Population, starvation
    His mind keeps working hard
    Ending wars, changing laws
    But all of them locked away
    I say, what's the use?
    Population, starvation
    His mind keeps working hard
    Ending wars, changing laws
    But all of them locked away
    In cessation, repetition
    Funeral for an age of decay
    Meditation, deep frustration
    Caused our hairy friend to die
    Here lies a man who failed to escape
    Filled his small head with the worries that plague the world
    I say, what's the use?
  • See him digging, see him ****ing
    Every single day of the year
    Coffee at eleven, four-thirty tea
    His security is built on routine
    But inside his mind there's a lot going on
    Planning the world but it just don't do no good
    I say, what's the use?
    Population, starvation
    His mind keeps working hard
    Ending wars, changing laws
    But all of them locked away
    I say, what's the use?
    Population, starvation
    His mind keeps working hard
    Ending wars, changing laws
    But all of them locked away
    In cessation, repetition
    Funeral for an age of decay
    Meditation, deep frustration
    Caused our hairy friend to die
    Here lies a man who failed to escape
    Filled his small head with the worries that plague the world
    I say, what's the use?