Before I go please let me mention,
That a point has a place but no dimension,
And a line has a length but no breadth,
And a line around a point is a circle,
Now you may wonder what this has to do,
With an ordinary fella such as you,
Or with a poor hard working office girl,
Or a ticket puncher at Waterloo,
And the answer is nothing at all.
But in my end is my beginning,
In my end is my beginning,
Let the sinners keep on sinning,
It doesn't matter anyway.
Now you may hold your head and say please don't tell me,
It's all so nebulous, I just can't think,
Can't you pour it down the kitchen sink,
Or can I spread it on a slice of toast,
Or can I eat it with my Sunday roast,
Or is it something that is going free,
That costs me nothing including VAT,
Well the answer is it's nothing at all.
But in my end is my beginning,
In my end is my beginning,
Let the sinners keep on sinning,
It doesn't matter anyway.
Yes in my end is my beginning,
Where the sun describes the ocean,
Where the point is set in motion,
It doesn't matter anyway.
But in my end is my beginning,
In my end is my beginning,
Let the sinners keep on sinning,
It doesn't matter anyway.

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