Pigs are flying, the pelicans are buying
And the world is a ball on its feet
There‘s one slice of pie and politicians are lying
They divide it up to make us all sweet
But it don’t bother, no it don’t bother,
no it don’t bother me. It don’t bother,
no it don’t bother me none.
The soles on my shoes flap a floppy walking blues
The stitches busted out to be free
In front of every home
There’s a different garden gnome
But there’s no snow white to be seen
But it don’t bother, no it don’t bother,
no it don’t bother me none
Like ants we’re crawling, our hills are sprawling
But we’re gaia’s most neglectful lessee
We’re unrestricted
We’re all addicted
To the use of that skeleton key
But when the power goes out
Oh, you’lll hear the man shout
“Flog the fool who cut the mains! And someone flip the circuit breaker!”
But it don’t bother, no it don’t bother, no it don’t bother me.
No, no, no, no, no, no It don’t bother, no it don’t bother, no it don’t bother me none
Copyright 2015. Words and music by F.N. de Boer
