What's the Point

Yeah yeah, make it all too easy

Yeah yeah, sin is for the sinful

Never tell what's going on

Love yourself with open arms

And the sign inside said

Give 'em what they want

Four more California daydreams

Three free age-defying ladies

Heads are buried in the floor

With a frosted window in the door

And the sign inside said

Give 'em what they want

What's the point of reference?

What's the point of life?

What's the point of this melee?

What's the point of a knife?

Yeah yeah, times it's down to donuts

Yeah yeah, can't afford to know much

Read 'em all the things you felt

And it's all for all for your sacred self

And the sign inside said

Give 'em what they want