I don't care. They're crazy. Said pass the jam would you. Awfully kind of you. Now wouldn't it be a little bit nice to sing with this. Gazing at the open door. Just what lays behind. Thinking what I'm looking for. Say what's on my mind. Sinking ever deeper. In the words of guilt of shame. And now I can redeem myself. I just don't care. The words I'm singing they're just right. That's better for my brain. If I try to make much sense. You know I'll go insane. I just don't care. I just don't care. Stay and have some jam with tea. But Brutus wasn't kind. Wasn't strawberries that were red. He wasn't cutting bread. You pass the jam. And so he slammed the tea. The only point of dream. Was in the conservatory. Yeah alright. Yes but still over there. Sinking ever deeper. In the words of guilt and shame. I can redeem myself. I just don't care. Staring at the silver spoon. Take it from your mouth. Take it from the chapter. Turn and face the south. Now face the north. And the east. And the west. And the? serpent song?. Still burning on in the night. Where's the sun at midnight. Say it's gone. Where's the moon at dawn. It carries on and on. It never ends. To the land of nevermore. Where time began. Where the man still stands. And the? 'x'? at the end. Never know that I sang. You'll all know it's the right place. In time well it is. The words I'm singing. That's just right. They're better for my brain. If I try to make much sense. You know I'll go insane