Ta Révérence

It doesn't matter or matters little
It's just a patch of turbulence
It's just a patch of turbulence
Even if you don't feel it
I just want you to tell me
Without praise or criticism
If you bow out or not

It doesn't matter or matters little
I'm only sad on the surface
I'm only sad on the surface
Even if you don't see it
I just want you to explain to me
Under the Mexican Sun
If you bow out or not

More than yesterday and less than tomorrow
How far away that time is
How far away that time is
Already

It doesn't matter or matters little
Even if there's that smell of gasoline
Even if there's that smell of gasoline
And it sticks to your fingers
You should confess
And tell me straight in the eyes
If you bow out Bow or not

Have you lost your ease
Your eloquence and your decorum?
Have you gained a little head start
Over those who don't have any?
Before you become pathetic
Tell me if things get complicated
If you bow out or not

More than yesterday and less than tomorrow
We were fine, we were fine
More than yesterday and less than tomorrow
We were fine, we were fine
But three