To Go For a Drive

It is sung
Time is coming
From over there
Where?
Where?
There's no reasonable response to anything
Because everything is happening against your will

I've no reason to go on
Yet I do
Because it's terribly scary after
Questions like
Where?
Where?
Where?
Where?

And it is my birthday
My birthday
Right here
Right now
I feel so fine
What a joy to be alive

My shoes don't fit
Tell my why
It's so hard
To find shoes that fit
Is there a reasonable hour to go for a drive?