(J. Ferguson/Sloan)

You had the best of intentions now
But the bad inventions let us down
And now it's gone
Who really cares if we ever find a home
Yeah yeah

I wanna thank you
Thank you for all the times we had
Too bad there's no more money
Next part ain't so funny
Everybody's leaving
It seems to be the season
When your thoughts return to home
Can't you see that I'd rather be alone
Yeah yeah

Goodbye, so long
See you sometime
Goodbye, so long
See you sometime

Let me know if you're back this way again
Sing a song that reminds us of our friends
Ba ba ba...

I wanna thank you
You know all those times don't seem so bad
We live in a reflection
Eliminate detection
As well as rhyme or reason
We always aim to please them
And my thoughts begin to roam
Still I think I'd rather be alone
Yeah yeah

Goodbye, so long
See you sometime
Goodbye, so long
See you sometime