I bet you thought of me wrong
Contempt will have its way
My reason isn't flawed
You can settle down a familiar fact
Is the obsession gone?
Feel a distant call, a peculiar past!
No the numbers aren't ever wrong
Say what you can’t admit
It’s such a fun story to recall
A death by association
Turn the pages left to right
That’s all that is definite!
Pearson sure had his way
Over any fickle philosopher today
Now nothing’s unsure
Hand me a pencil, write down infinity
There’s no remorse on me
Solving the problem sure was easy
No the numbers aren't ever wrong
Say what you can’t admit
It’s such a fun story to recall
A death by association
Turn the pages left to right
That’s all that is definite!
All that’s definite
Now you thought you should have left but
You’re still stuck in the same place; you were there four weeks ago
Now your mind is somewhere else, and you’re not sure.