Philosophy's blues

I say it’s good that we die

And of course you ask me why

Well so we don’t see our sweet babies

Turn into cantankerous old ladies

So we don’t get saddled with the bill

When all we cherish goes downhill

So we don’t get to pay the price

‘cause lingering’s not all that nice

I say it’s good that we’re born

And perhaps you ask what for

Well so we get our soft hearts broken

By words that the prophets have spoken

And so we just got hurled into a world

Full of all these fascinating girls

So we struggle for a purpose

And know life’s not just a surface

Oh what is the use

Of philosophy’s blues

Touched by the muse
Of philosophy's blues


1984