I don't care.

Mortal hearts take us away,
As the sun splits night and day,
To a place where we can call our own,
and watch the evening nights take the thrown.

A place no matter how small or large,
Seems to be colliding with the great sarge,
All the glory in our heads,
straight to rocking to the Reds.

Sacrifice what the universe tells us,
fully experience the fight to the dust,
Beatles cry and mourn our frights,
together we stand and lead our rights.

Mount together the sadistic groan,
Place together the mighty throne,
For all we see is a fistful plight,
put together the courage and save the flight.

Can't read or draw what's going on,
All I know is what's on the lawn,
Fortified my solitude,
Made it look easy with my attitude.

Utopia can call all night,
sometimes we're heavy, sometimes we're light,
Whatever the cause, we'll be there,
Cause tonight is rapturous,
And I just don't care.