Lyric

He said: “Be logical.”

...ha!

Logical! Logical! That’s what they say

Plan it all, the sensible way

Straight line, straight line, crash in the gloom

Every perfect plan ends in the same dark room

Logical! Logical! Nice little scheme

Ironed shirts, predictable dreams

If logic rules reality

Why’s it ridiculous to me?

(Crowd ad-lib: ridiculous!)

They talk about ladders climbing the sky

Five-year futures, suit and tie

Black-and-white dreams, carefully framed

Every mistake, politely explained

But I watch the whiskey laugh in my glass

All their equations quietly pass

Counting their wins with confident eyes

Still shocked when the ending arrives

(Ad-lib: surprise...)

Raise a glass to common sense

Shiny little confidence

Funny thing I always see:

Life hates geometry

Logical! Logical! That’s what they say

Plan it all, the sensible way

Straight line, straight line, crash in the gloom

Every perfect plan ends in the same dark room

Logical! Logical! Nice little scheme

Ironed shirts, predictable dreams

If logic rules reality

Why’s it ridiculous to me?

A man once told me “Fix your life”

“Wake at six, wear a tie”

Sharpen your mind, follow the signs

Happiness waits right down the line

I lit a smoke, took a slow sip

Watched logic lose its grip

“Great system,” I said with a grin

“But graves stay tidy in the end.”

(Ad-lib: perfect system...)

Maybe the joke’s on everyone

Careful minds and reckless ones

Maps and madness both agree:

Nobody knows the geometry

(Ad-lib: nobody...)

Logical! Logical! That’s what they say

March through life the rational way

But chaos laughs behind the scene

Spills red wine on the whole machine

Logical! Logical! Nice little dream

Perfect plans, symmetry schemes

If logic rules reality

It never made sense to me

(Crowd: never made sense!)

Logical people

Ha

Good luck with that