(Music: Nick Stika, Gordy Axt, Bruce Vander Schel, Sam Mullins Lyrics: Sam Mullins)

You come here looking for some light
To check your sense of wrong and right
I have no corner on the truth
No bits of wisdom for your use

I could spout philosophy
Like that famous King of Pain
We could pretend it’s poetry
for the hopelessly insane

This Song doesn’t matter
This Song will fade away
After it’s over the world will be the same

You come here hungry for advice
Willing to severe all your ties
But I’ll leave that to Abigail
And her clever sister Ann
It doesn’t take the brains at Yale
to see I have no master plan

This Song doesn’t matter
This Song will fade away
After it’s over the world will be the same

It’s only Rock’n’Roll they say
And I’m inclined to agree
You’re better off to hope and pray
Than to put your faith in me.

This Song doesn’t matter
This Song will fade away
After it’s over the world will be the same