It’s such a sad state of affairs, and I don’t care
A sad state of affairs
It’s such a sad state of affairs – I don’t care

Look at things long enough until they go away
But they’re still there, aren’t they?
And each little insect doesn’t make me angry
And the dirt in the sink gets washed down the drain

It’s such a sad state of affairs, and I don’t care
A sad state of affairs
This place could use a little repair – I don’t care

The TV on the table says listen to me hum
I sit on the sofa with my mind all numb
And each little murderer doesn’t make me angry
And the dirt in the sink gets washed down the drain

Follow the flow, wherever it goes
Down the drain, and everything’s clean
Follow the blood, where is the blood?
Washed away, away from the scene

Use your time and memorize the lullaby of the day
Process the data and throw it away
And each little question doesn’t get me thinking
And the lies of my life still buzz around my brain