Well we'd talk and talk and talk about it. But talk would do no good. We have little to next to nothing to talk about. And we'd talk and talk and talk around it. But talk would do no good. We have little to next to nothing to talk about. So nothing went from nothing then. And then back to the nothing I expected when. I return the favour. Is it time to go home?. Ooh ooh. Now we can talk and talk and talk about it. Talk until we're blue. It's just a big jug full of stupid passing thru. It's like a boxer's goodbye I'll see you Cassius Clayter. In French Muhammed ¡ Oui. Yeah we have little to next to nothing to talk about. So nothing went from nothing then. And then back to the nothing I expected when. I return the favour. Is it time to go home?. It's a waste of time and a waste of space. It's just taproom talk through a drunken haze. I return the favour. Guess it's time to go home. Ooh ooh. I got my mind made up and it's getting clear. There's better things to go than staying here. I return the favour. and leave on my own. Ooh ooh