In the mall outside the organ store,
He plays the Lowry Genie
And if you'd fake a smile and ask for more,

He'd tell you that it's easy.
But don't be fooled by what you see,
Unless you know the truth

Cause you have seen this man on MTV
In a band called Wasted Youth.


Now, for Wasted Youth he sang the lead
Though all he did was shout
He used to bang his face down on the keys-every night

Until he passes out.
He always wished it could be louder,
Somehow wilder, somehow more.

Then he found the most outrageous sound
In the Lowry organ store


Now he's so far gone it scares me
And he used to be my friend....


Chorus:
Oh, but he's so far gone, he's so far gone
He's so gone that he's back again.

I don't understand, I don't wanna know,
He's so gone that he's back again


Now he only wears those rumpled suits
And the tackiest of ties
And those broken black framed glasses

Blur his 20/20 eyes
In the mall he plays the samba
It's the ultimate reductionist upsurge

But it's proof of relativity, I guess
And that outer space is curved.


Because he's so far gone it scares me,
And he used to be my friend....
Chorus:

Oh, but he's so far gone, he's so far gone,
He's so gone that he's back again.
I don't understand, I don't wanna know,

(spoken) I said, "hey talk to me, alright?"
He just said, "it's only 39 dollars a month, Dave..."