Wallace

Nothing To Do.

Nothing to do but sit and think.

And imbibe alcoholic drink.

Nothing to do without you.

Just sit and think about the colour blue.

Nothing to do but destroy my soul.

I am suffering like a goldfish in a dried up fishbowl.

Nothing to do in a world so full.

Over my eyes you pulled your wolf in sheeps clothing wool.

Nothing to do but to call life a day.

Goodbye from me, that\'s all I have to say.