Because of the Because

Evening time, behind closed doors Like before the play’s beginning Just because of the because A telephone keeps ringing Sending beeps without a cause And it always comes abrupt Just because of the because I’m too lazy to interrupt Likely its again some sod Who’ll insist me to comply So he rings to try his fraud Hoping I’m that kind of guy Who will listen to his tales Who’ll be flattered with propose Give him the account details Just because of the because Must be quite a tiring work All that rubbish to impose Fraudster needs his grateful dork There are plenty and he knows A buttefly hits the window pane Seeks an exit to outside Where’s an exit from the pain I would like for me to find As the evening comes to end Then my book I have to close See that butterfly descends On the senseless wind that blows..