Did you hear the one about a joke without a punch-line

Or the song about a movie of a book

Like a stolen bouquet meant to be given away

To the girl that never gives you a look.

Well that's how I've been spending all my meantime

Wondering if it's doing any harm

Resetting myself to when everything felt

Like a book I'm holding under my arm.

But it's not that I want back all my innocence

Just the joy of losing it again.

The favorites get their favors

And this stranger's getting stranger everyday

The great one's all get greater

And this stranger's getting stranger everyday.

We got doctors that know everything about us

We can level cities by the end of the day

The world is turning back into dust or maybe it's just

We're becoming all the god's that we've praised.

Or maybe the world is finally moving on without us

While we wait to see who's winning some debate

It's like we're running a race after spinning in place

We're pulling left when we've been moving straight.

But me I think I'll keep on spinning

And smile as I hit the ground.

The favorites get their favors

And this stranger's getting stranger everyday

The great one's all get greater

And this stranger's getting stranger everyday.

Like a tree that doesn't look for it's root, it grows

Like a bird on the day that it's season is through, it knows.

The favorites get their favors

And this stranger's getting stranger everyday

The great one's all get greater

And this stranger's getting stranger everyday.