[Waiting For The Punchline] Tell Me Something I Don't Know

 

 

 

 

sun going up,
making its rounds
it keeps on moving,
painting the town
before you know it,
she's sinking low
so tell me something . . .
something i don't already know
i don't know
toward the south,
then turning north
whirlwind spinning,
on a circular course
the answer my friend,
returns to blow
so tell me something . . .
something i don't already know
i don't know
tell me something i don't know
as for the wise men who 
pursue their knowledge
same as the fool, free falling
prey to folly
can only one fate befall them both
so tell me something . . .
something i don't already know
i don't know
tell me something i don't know
tell me something i don't know
Can you tell me?
if every song been sung,
under the sun
what's left for me then,
eat drink and have fun
it must go on, as for the show
so tell me something . . .
something i don't already know