However Witless Lyrics

Smooth operators, gold elevators

Two dozen waiters and wine from Bordeaux

Master creators meet with incubators

A frank mediator to connect the dots

You're still not doing Mother Nature's chores

Investigators turned to the translators

To seek infiltrators and traitors alike

Old oscillators and shot radiators

Erode in a crater of refuse and mud

You're still not doing Mother Nature's chores

A lonesome curator had plans to be greater

So he climbed on a freighter and rode it to Maine

Crooked crusaders, unholy invaders

And fascist dictators have blighted with time

You're still not doing mother nature's chores

A lonesome rhymer handed you the book

(smooth operators)

A life of silence should you have a look

(master creators)

And although you are not tied up anymore

(investigators)

You're still not doing Mother Nature's chores

(old oscillators)

However witless they should be

(you're still not doing Mother Nature's chores)

And there's no better way to describe this

(a lonesome curator)

Other than insolent

(crooked crusaders)