Humour gets very confusing my friend
At least 3 layers of irony more, before I'll be laughing
And it's just amusing, winning or losing, doesn't matter if the joke lands
Humour gets very confusing, I'll go on
As dry as a dusty desert, cacti on the horizon
Singing that dry, dry, post-ironic blues for this song
Well I've saved the best rhyme for the end
When all else is done, insanity brings in a kick
There's nothing quite else like it, to tickle the bone in your elbow
Humour gets very confusing my friend
At least 3 layers of irony more, before I'll be laughing
And it's just amusing, winning or losing, doesn't matter if the joke lands