Much of a Muchness

Lyrics for Much of a Muchness

Let's get down to work, someone has to save him The patient is cross, he sits and contemplates And we've been called offside These intimations have finally crossed a line We carry a torch for the perfect light Much of a muchness only steals our time It's all eros and ones, someone had to write it Twilight end zone, convinced it's shadowplay The patient is cross, he sits and contemplates Left turn, then right, right foot then right And we've been called offside These intimations have finally crossed a line We carry a torch for the perfect light Much of a muchness only wastes my time Why don't we leave it on the vine? Well, there comes a season We might leave and let lie No reason, no rhyme We could repair and decay Let's get down to work, someone has to do it It's all eros and ones, all digits, no thumbs And we've been called offside You said it best, you cannot best a wave It either crests or passes by You said it best, you're pilled, or you've got to wait Why don't we leave it on the vine? You said there comes a season We might leave and let lie No reason, no rhyme We could repair and decay You said there comes a season When we might leave and let lie No reason, no rhyme We could repair and decay