While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ear's door
But you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well, we know we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh, please, just last

Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well, we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well, nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a dam

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I'll laugh all the way to [bad word] Saying, "yes, this is a fine promotion"
Oh, and I'll laugh all the way to [bad word] 
Of course, everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a pillar
But we just used it as a [bad word] We were certainly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well, we didn't need the water
But we still built that good [bad word] 
Oh, and I know this of myself
I assumed as much for all the people
Oh, and I know this of myself
We've listened more to life's end gong
Than the sound of life's sweet bells

Was it even worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well, we knew we'd miss the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just danced at our own wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands
tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all them folks
Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out that we had [bad word] missed the boat

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
Without the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves