No Reason

No reason, round again, dirty wisdom, a dirty friend
What price to answer, what price to pay
A viscous rumour is round again
So if you're trying to keep it even then the effort's wasted
Trying to keep it even but the ground's against it
That burden will drag you on with the flow
Who's answer, who's to guess
A filthy bastard, a fucking mess
What rhyme and jingle tagged on behind
A viscous rumour starts to unwind
Trying to keep it even but the hands get tired (round again)
Pushed too hard in all the wrong places
That burden will drag you on with the flow
So let it all come down for seventy five days
Everything might change
Who's to answer, who's to pay?
A viscous rumour heats the day