What’s The Word We Are Scientists

What's the point of making all this noise
If nothing's ever getting heard?
I'm saving up my voice now
What's the word, yeah
What's the word, yeah
What's the word?

Instead of throwing up your hands
Why don't you tell me what
You're trying to tell me?
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
It's starting to kill me
Man, it's starting to kill me

I'm about as close to making sense
As I am ever going to get
It's sad how quickly I forget

And just read my lips
They're pretty loose
They're pretty loose
They're pretty loose

But I can't ever say
Who's kidding who?
Who's kidding who?
Who's kidding who?