Senseless reasoning You believe what you want to believe Farewell my fairwheater friend On you no one can depend Bad times Now they must end
Whatever you want it to be For you that's what it will be Honesty to you is arbitrary
Logic is lost in your Cranial abattoir
Shallow Empty inside Sly witted Full of snide
Bad times Now they must end
The shutter-speed of your thinking process Is small Too small Too full of pride
Bad times Now they must end
Farewell my fairwheater friend Bad times Now they must end Farewell my fairwheater friend Farewell my fairwheater friend
Bad times Now they must end
You used to be nice Now you're twice as nice You used to be good Now you're too good
Farewell my fairwheater friend Bad times They must end On you no once can depend Farewell my fairweather friend
Logic is lost in your cranial abbatoir Shallow Empty inside Sly-witted Full of snide The shutter-speed of your thinking process Is small Too small Too full of pride Lost in a storm