When it finally collapsed all you heard was the radio staticnAnd the fluttering sound of a bird that was trapped in the atticnBut you couldn’t be sure that is wasn’t just all in your headnAs you carefully swept all the broken glass out of your bed nWhen it finally collapsed all the actors were hotly contestednBut the people they had to portray were a little depressingnSo a grassroots initiative based on sharing and trustnWent into production to harness the power of dustnnWhen it finally collapsed as it had been since way before whennThe pedophiles did their rendition of ‘You’ve Got a Friend’nAnd everyone had to admit that it wasn’t half badnBut they still felt uneasy fearing they’d be dismissed as a fadnWhen it finally collapsed giant billboards made people awarenOf the idea that we are composed of just water and airnAnd a vandal had written that Jesus knows just how you feelnWhen you’re falling asleep, asleep at the wheelnWhen you’re falling asleep, asleep at the wheelnWhen you’re falling asleep, asleep at the wheelnnI don’t wanna stay at your partynI don’t talk with your friendsnI don’t wanna vote for your PresidentnI just wanna be your tough boat captainnIt’s the place I’d like to benIt’s the place I’d like to benIt’s the place I’d like to benIt’s the place I’d like to ben