It's

such

a

sad

state

of

af-

fairs,

and

I

don't

ca-

re

A

sad

state

of

af-

fairs

It's

such

a

sad

state

of

af-

fairs-

I

don't

ca-

re

Look

at

things

long

eno-

ug-

h

un-

til

they

go

a-

wa-

y

But

they're

still

the-

re,

aren't

th-

e-

y?

And

each

lit-

tle

in-

se-

ct

do-

esn't

ma-

ke

m-

e

angry

And

the

dirt

in

the

si-

nk

gets

was-

hed

down

the

drain

It's

such

a

sad

sta-

te

of

affairs,

and

I

don't

ca-

re

A

sad

sta-

te

of

affairs

This

place

could

use

a

lit-

tle

re-

pair-

I

don't

ca-

re

The

TV

on

the

tab-

l-

e

s-

a-

y-

s

listen

to

me

h-

u-

m

I

sit

on

the

so-

fa

wi-

th

my

mi-

nd

a-

ll

numb

And

each

lit-

tle

mur-

de-

rer

does-

n't

ma-

ke

me

an-

gry

And

the

dirt

in

the

si-

nk

gets

washed

down

the

drain

Fol-

low

the

fl-

ow,

whe-

re-

ver

it

go-

es

Down

the

dr-

ain,

and

every-

th-

ing's

clean

Follow

the

blo-

od,

where

is

the

blo-

o-

d?

Was-

hed

a-

w-

a-

y,

away

from

the

sc-

ene

Use

your

time

and

me-

mo-

ri-

ze

the

lu-

l-

la-

by

of

the

day

Pro-

cess

the

da-

ta

a-

n-

d

throw

it

a-

w-

a-

y

And

each

little

qu-

es-

ti-

on

does-

n't

get

me

th-

in-

king

And

the

lies

of

my

life

still

buzz

aro-

und

my

brain