Lyrics:

Matthews

All is not so black today
It doesn't matter anyway
Ever since I fell away
The only thing I seem to say is well.

Little boy from Saturday
Came home in style
Still he wondered what he'd be
In a little while
He wondered well
He wondered well well well.

Did the brother want to be
The way he'd always seemed
Acting kind of leisurely
In all this company you might ask well
You might ask well well well
You might ask well well well.

Last night I turned the key
It fell through my hand
I stopped to tempt the lock
But it didn't understand, it knew me well.
It knew me well well well.

Little girl so tearfully
Sat upon a sinking ship
She'd counted up to ninety nine
And must complete her trip, she did it well
She did it well well well
She did it well well well
She did it well, she did it well, aah ..