you might say hey, i lost my sense of humor
i´m quite surprised i didn´t lose it sooner
why waste your breath on anything less
then talk so trivial
as a man who ran out of material
[chorus:]
why did the chicken go across the road
to get to the other side
i´m still waiting for the punchline
whoever said the grass always grows
greener on the other lied
i´m still waiting for the punchline
the good ol´ days i was known to wear a smile
like all good things they´ve gone out of style
i will admit, usually a quick wit
i found bemusing
what used to be, no longer are amusing
[chorus:]
it´s nothing that you said,
no nothing that you did
must have been a bad joke,
that´s gone over my head
what me worry, another tragedy
the latter plus time, equals comedy
why can´t i get to the other side
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