Complaining about this is always so obvious   Repeating lies doesn't make them honest   We wouldn't perfect flowers   that chart their progress      Because what could be more useless, useless?      We're in similar buds   But not the same   Our defunctions are bound to fluctuate   We gotta   Get up, wake up,   There's work to do   We gotta clock-in time   To get what's due      It's been raining for days   But the flowers are fake   What a shame, what a waste   Our flowers are fake   In time it passes all the same   But the flowers are fake   And there will be no gardening   Beacause the flowers are   fake fake fake fake fake      Complaining about this is always so obvious   Repeating lies doesn't make them honest   We wouldn't perfect flowers   that chart their progress   Because what could be more useless, useless?