I never understood philosophy,
I love logicians, mad mathematicians
Looking for logic in a chaotic world
If you search till the day you die
And if 5K old knows what it is
Why is the answer my question?
Why is the great unknown?
Why is the reason that you never reach,
show that can never be shown?
How can I always be figured out,
what you can order to go?
Why is the question to the answer
Why and how and when and where,
put them all in a head and tussle
Got nothing but big words and confusion,
Today we're all but given up,
We still rely on quantum physics, our religion,
to clear our heads of the fact that
Why is the ultimate question?
Why is the great unknown?
Why is the reason that you never reach,
a show that can never be shown?
How can I always be figuring out what
you've been ordered to go?
Why is the question super easy
Still there's no cause to despair
over meaningless existence
No need to tear your hair if the
answers lie in the distance
You'll good to go when you decide to play
And acknowledge the fact that the
flipside to the question is why not?
Why is the ultimate question?
Why is the reason that you never reach
A show that can never be shown?
How can all be figured out?
Why is the question to the
answer that you never know?
Want, want, want, want, want,
want, want now, now, wanna know