Watermelon in Easter Hay

This is the Central Scrutinizer
Joe has just worked himself into an imaginary frenzy during the fade-out of his imaginary song
He begins to feel depressed now
He knows the end is near
He has realized at last that imaginary guitar notes and imaginary vocals exist only in the imagination of The Imaginer
And
Ultimately, who gives a fuck anyway?
So
So
Excuse me
Ha ha ha ha
Mm-mh
So
Ha ha ha
Ha ha ha
Who gives a fuck anyway?
So he goes back to his ugly little room and quietly dreams his last imaginary guitar solo