Fresh Strawberries

We are fresh strawberries Fresh burst of red strawberries Ripe, turning riper in the bowl We will soon be rotten We will all be forgotten Half remembered rumours of the old Wouldn’t it be easy with Something to believe in that could Give us more Than here’s my work So where’s my pay To buy what I don’t need Wouldn’t it be easy to believe Thieves believe Everybody steals I believe there’s nothing to believe But I’d love the manual The instruction manual Oh, liars Swear that they never lie Wouldn’t it be easy with Something to believe in that could Give us more Than here’s my years So now they’re gone It’s time for me to leave Wouldn’t it be easy to believe We are fresh strawberries Fresh burst of red strawberries Ripe, turning riper ? so… Wouldn’t it be easy Something could give us more But I don’t know No I don’t know I don’t know what I need Wouldn’t it be easy Couldn’t it be easy Shouldn’t it be easy To believe