If you didn't care what happened to me,
And I didn't care for you,
We would zig-zag our way through the boredom and pain,
Occasionally glancing up through the rain,
Wondering which of the buggars to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.
If you didn't care what happened to me,
And I didn't care for you,
We would zig-zag our way through the boredom and pain,
Occasionally glancing up through the rain,
Wondering which of the buggars to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.