All of It, Again

This house is gonna fall down around us Though I couldn't tell you which cracks are new The windows still stick, just a little bit But the whole breeze always gets through And the old man across the way, who's always got some blues to play Has finally taken the day off But I don't buy the quiet, I'm not sure I even like it But if it's all we got, I guess it's enough If the world's already gone And none of it mattered I'd still do All of it again for you And if the teachers were wrong And all the preachers were plastered I'd still do All of it again for The earth is gonna spin on without us In fact she'll probably do quite nice Oh the quiet and calm will carry her on While we're off burning out of the sky If the world's already gone And none of it mattered I'd still do All of it again for you And if the teachers were wrong And all the preachers were plastered I'd still do All of it again for you Once the fingers are pointed and Objections recorded and The cleaning crews get sent in When all of the sinners are sorted And the winners rewarded I would still, do all of it again If the world's already gone And none of it mattered I'd still do All of it again for you I will keep looking on While all the rest of it shatters I would still Do all of it again for you If the world's already gone And none of it mattered I'd still do All of it again for you If the teachers were wrong And all the preachers were plastered I'd still do All of it again for you All of it again for you All of it again for you I will keep looking on While all the rest of it shatters I would still Do all of it again for you All of it again for you