[Verse 1]
I don't come here with solutions
I come to you with ideas
I don't get no retribution
Can't make the bad thoughts disappear
I want to make great art that doesn't sell
Tell a couple of contemporaries to go to hell
I don't know how to save the planet
But complaining doesn't help

[Chorus]
I don't come here with an answer
Nor do I think that I can
I'm the party's over dancer
Just the cleaners and the band

[Verse 2]
And I'm not trying to present fiction
And tell you that it is fact
I don't care whose wares you're pitching
I don't givе a fuck about all that
I was poured into this body
For just one important thing
Nothing's evеr gonna kill me
If I can play guitar and sing
[Chorus]
I don't come here with an answer
Nor do I think that's my job
I'm the party's over dancer
In the car park smoking bongs
I don't come here with an answer
Nor do I think that I could
I'm the party's over dancer
Pulling shapes I don't think I should
Should
Should