Oh, when I was only a boy
I thought the world was flat
And I wore a raccoon for a hat
And I loved my mother
My folks took me out in the woods
And I played there whenever I could
And I thought the forest was good
And I was right about that
But now that I'm old
And my heart has grown cold
I can see the world for what it is
Then one sunny day
My wits ran away
And I dived along into showbiz
And now I am living in Hell
Oh God, what's that terrible smell
It's me, oh my god, I'm a wreck
All my pride I've swallered
Oh Buddha, have mercy on me
I think, in my pants, I have peed
It ain't spiritual cleansing I need
Can you spare a dollar
And now that I'm old
And my heart has grown cold
I can see the world for what it is
But for lack of anything better to do
I'm stinking and sticking with showbiz
But hey, it's OK, what the f**
Oh, we're swimming around in the muck
And we're cheated and down on our luck
Can you spare a co*ktail
On asphalt we'll dance on our knees
Oh, we're maimed, but we're aiming to please
And we heal the lame and diseased
Can you spare a liver
And now that I'm old
And my heart has grown cold
I can see the world for what it is
But for lack of anything better to do
I'm thinking, I'm sticking with showbiz