Just Because

Life's a mystery my friend,
I tell you that's no lie,
You're born and then you grow a bit,
And then you f**king die.

Just because.

I've been rollin' with the punches,
I've been rockin' like a horse,
Riding up the crazy river,
From the ocean to the source,
It was exciting,
Then it wasn't,
Then it was.
It's a freakin' rollercoaster,
Just because, because, because.

I've been locked up in the city,
I've been loaded in the town,
Walking through the streets at midnight,
Tripping up and falling down,
And it was brutal,
Then it wasn't,
Then it was.
It's the view inside the blender,
Just because, because, because.

I've been looking for the meaning,
I've been learning it's not there,
Sitting in the halls of study,
Hoping only for despair,
It was inspiring,
Then it wasn't,
Then it was.
It's a doctorate in stupid,
Just because, because, because.

So if you seek a reason,
Well, I wish you luck with that,
Just be kind to other people,
And try not to be a tw*t.

Just because.
Just because.
Just because.

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[notes]
My maternal grandfather (Peter Mullarkin) hailed from Co. Galway in Ireland and used to run an
auto supplies business which (with 20th century advertising/branding smarts) he named "Tyres, Tyres, Tyres!"
I believe there was a bed store locally called "Beds, Beds, Beds!"

It was a local fixture. He and my grandmother relocated to Southwest Scotland in the fifties and he was
more than a little distressed to find that there was already a store of that name on the same island.
Apparently, he considered the name "Tyres, Tyres, Tyres, TYRES!" but reasoned that he might be entering
an arms race that would, ultimately, only benefit the sign writers.

So instead, he went old school and named his new business "Mullarkin Tyres". It was very successful and
perhaps it's most famous moment was when (in the mid seventies) ex-Beatle Paul McCartney was touring
Scotland with his band "Wings" and their bus had a multiple blowout driving on the B-482 road.

Not only did Peter repair all of the tyres in record time, he ensured that the entire band was fed, watered
and put up for the night. Something that Paul clearly never forgot as he wrote a song about the store
which ultimately became very lucrative for the band. Sadly, Peter never saw the benefit of this as due to
the BBC restrictions on advertising, the version they had to sing on TV replaced the name of Grandad's shop
with a local landmark :(

"Mullarkin Tyres, Oh Mullarkin Tyres!"

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