Let's now sit down and exchange remarks
And then we'll stop to write a book
I think it's gone as far
Or even further
So let's stand back and take a look
Things are getting rather
Rather shallow
And that's no reason to sing
For we are writers of mournful songs
I think you've heard the rest before
But i can't treat you anymore

The time and place have been ignored
We're all tongue tied and twisted