It’s all in your head,
All your pain and misery,
We pray and hope that on one day,
You’ll wake and it’ll go away,
But that day is nowhere near,
It all just seems so far away,
And right now we have other things,
Like love and sex and bills to pay,
We don’t care for that happy day,
In fact right now it all seems like a fantasy,
It’ll never really happen,
To anyone or me,
So we’ll keep working and saving and collecting for nothing,
As we work into the ground and die unhappy,
So much wealth and yet no fun,
To change it would get nothing done.