Well sing the song of don't belong And wear the ring of learn to sing Be the one who wants to die And do this all the time Yeah, And question everything Question everything And when the music don't come no more you shall be free Oh, baby, pour me out In plastic cups On Seventh Street, the cocaine's showin' up And be the one who wants to die Yeah, and do this all the time And question everything Question everything And when the music don't come no more you shall be free Undress your skirt Undress my eyes Undress your things that I guess that I came for this And be the one who wants to die Yeah, and do this all the time And question everything Question everything And when the music don't come no more you shall be free Little bird can sing And little bird can fly Well she moves to the music on London time And she's the reason left to live She's the reason left to live So I do it all the time But I question everything I question everything And when the muse is dead, the muse has died And it's time to say goodbye