losing the plot

we've lost the plot and have to fail
our lives are measured out in drops
the signals that we get are stale
we've lost the plot and have to fail

it's certain we'll all be on sale
as counting no more than the props
we've lost the plot and have to fail
our lives are measured out in drops

and yet our lives are total flops
we've still got water in the pail
we'll calm the guardians with sops
and yet our lives are total flops

the signal we get never stops
against the fact we always rail
and yet our lives are total flops
we've still got water in the pail

the human fate female or male
is one that never truly stops
it's more than just a case of scale
the human fate female or male

so what our hopes are dull and pale
no rain has come to wake the crops
the human fate female or male
is one that never truly stops