It is sung
Time is coming
From over there
Where?
Where?
There's no reasonable response to anything
Because everything is happening against your will

I've no reason to go on
Yet I do
Because it's terribly scary after
Questions like
Where?
Where?
Where?
Where?

And it is my birthday
My birthday
Right here
Right now
I feel so fine
What a joy to be alive

My shoes don't fit
Tell my why
It's so hard
To find shoes that fit
Is there a reasonable hour to go for a drive?