Doesn’t Mean Anything Buzzcocks

[Verse 1]
You're looking at life through the wrong end by a telescope
You see a [?] on a slippery slope
On the claws of death, in the back of your mind
Everything exists in some shape or form

[Chorus]
Because you like to know your feelings
And you like to do your thing
And the whole world that's around you
Doesn't mean anything

[Verse 2]
Inner-city live, living with tracker dogs
Too much information, running wild, that's what you buy
All you got now is your precious time
You live your life high, wondering "Why?"

[Chorus]
Because you like to know your feelings
And you like to do your thing
And the whole world that's around you
Doesn't mean anything

[Instrumental Break]