It don't really matter, it don't really matter It don't really matter, you're gonna find out for yourself No, it don't really matter, you're gonna leave this thing to somebody else If they were missionaries, real-time visionaries Sitting in a Chinese stew to view my disinfatuation I know that I'm a classic case, watch my disingenuous face Blame it on the fallen god, they've seen the end and you can't hold on now Cause it would take a lot more hate than you to end the fascination Even with an iron fist, all they've got to rule the nation When all I've got is precious time It don't really matter, guess I'll leave it to myself Said it don't really matter, each time I look around for somebody else Cause it would take a lot more time than you have got for masturbation Even with an iron fist, all they've got to rule the nation When all I've got is precious time All they've got to rule the nation When all I've got is precious time It don't really matter, I guess you'll find out for yourself No, it don't really matter, so you can't hear it now from somebody else You think you've got it all wrapped up inside And it can't even hurt to feel nice It's like you're walking apart from yourself And you're keeping your own kind in hell When your brain will all rot by yourself When they're all three down for you And you're out of time Thanks for watching!