Nonsense

The world is yours
It's your exercise book
The pages on which you do sums

The life is yours
It is a gift to you
The stages on which you play blues

The rage is paid
The rain is here today
It could maybe give enough for me

The freedom for
Everyone in this world
It's part of you, human being

'Cause you're also free to write nonsense
You might be dreaming on and on ... and again!
'Cause you've got to try
Yes, you've got to try to be wrong!

Through your lifetime
Through your lifetime
You just like elemental stuff
But only if you enjoy the time

Sure of yourself
You play in major keys
You've got to wake up to a dream ...

'Cause you're also free to write nonsense
You might be dreaming on and on ... and again!
'Cause you've got to try
Yes, you've got to try to be wrong!

'Cause you're also free to write nonsense
You might be dreaming on and on ...
'Cause you're also free to write nonsense
You might be dreaming on and on ... and again!
'Cause you've got to try
Yes, you've got to try to be wrong!