One day as I sat in a big noisy crowd,
There was me and the whole of my conscience.
And I thought that I wouldn`t be missed if I went,
and that my going would be of no importance.
And I`ve nothing to do,
And I`ve nowhere to go;
I`m not in the slightest way upset.
I`m not chasing a hope,
or a dream or a plan;
And I`m not even chasing the sunset.
The pussycat laughed and he followed me down,
As we walked through the crowds without motion;
He said he would stay, but he ran clear away,
I just laughed at his lack of devotion.
I met this fink, tried to buy me a drink,
And he says, I don`t care `bout no money."
I said, "Neither do I, but I`d buy you a guy,
If I thought you were trying to get funny."
This man I did meet, spoke to me through his feet,
And he said, "I don`t care either `bout no money."
I said, "Neither do I but I buy wings to fly,
`Cause without them the sun ain`t so sunny."