The pieces don't fit
We have to ad-lib
The manual got lost
Looks nothing like it does on the box
We don't make sense
In a world that can't make sense of us we
Don't make sense
In a world that can't make sense of its own damn self
But, we work
In a world that doesn't work we work
You couldn't sell this script
Everyone's a self-righteous critic
The characters are too flawed
It won't get the punters in through the door