We now meet trembling with boredom
Nothing to say, all dull inanities
And depart desiring a forgiving lobotomy
We never ever were, are, nor could be
What was it with that red paisley scarf?
An unfashion statement?
A shallow mask for a shallow mind?
I never ever was, is, nor could be
I think I've had enough of your inconsequential ways
Your noisy inhospitably booming incredulity
Your trashy pop songs and superficial movies
You never ever were, are, nor could be
All we have left is a complete waste of time
It would be a kindness to forget that dull monotony
And destroy our tedious times, it all adds up to nothing
Because it never ever was, is, nor could be
Because it never could be, could be, never ever could be