Goodbye, the future's sold out
There's no use screaming
Who thought we'd ever get this far

Tonight, your faith has come down

To money & a TV

Psychics who've never been to Mars
And !@(^s breast feeding
I know you must be upset


I can't find meaning
I'm sorry, we're sorry

We're all scared, all scared

Hey, is anybody home

Has anybody wasted tears on
The loneliness
That everyone becomes


Goodnight, the truth has come out
Everyone's needy

White teeth, a ticket to meet God

Be all that you envy

The shotgun under your bed has
Started breathing
You shot it, you shot it

I'm bare, I'm bare

Hey, is anybody home

Has anybody painted fear
On the bedroom walls that save us from . . .