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My head is like an unblocked drain My head is full of brains My instincts are to kiss this train I hear it coming You're conscious says mind how you go Your ulcer still says no Your morals ebb Your morals flow Your mouth is running Though all the rules do not apply And mine is not to reason why Gone, gone, gone My arms are like two shipyard crains That may not work again My fortunes wax My fortunes wane My sense is sundered A cup would cheer A cheerless heart The path I dare not chart I look askance not quite the parts Someone has blundered Songtexte Though all the rules do not apply And mine is not to reason why Gone, gone, gone To all this grand old scheme of things To all the pain it brings To all those who pull the strings I bid good ridence So pass the time to coin a phrase I mint a million was To counterfit my salad days And split the difference Though all the rules do not apply And mine is not to reason why Though all the rules do not apply And mine is not to reason why Gone, gone, gone Aus Songtexte Mania