When something stands for nothing
A detached memory
This one's about everything
You don't think about until you sleep (yeah)
And this one's for nothing
And this one's for fun
And this one's about rock 'n' roll
And comic books and bubble gum
(Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-oh)
Well, each day offers something, yeah
But none of it'll last, unless you
You take the reigns, take them from the knight
Push the pawn right through the pass
And this one's for the silence
And the questions that it brings
And the smell of time and the reverence
And the possibilities
(Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-oh)
You double up the foreground
You put it on a slide
Inspect it with your perfect ways
Until it burns your eyes
And this one's for nothing
And this one's for fun
And this one's about rock 'n' roll
And comic books and bubble gum
(Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-oh)
(Oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, oh-oh-ooh, oh-oh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh-oh)