God gave me consciousness but he never mentioned why
What's the use of living long if we're all condemned to die
Humbled in hospitals I have seen the bitter end
Everybody will die alone deserted by their friends
I want it back
Yeah, I want it back
Bleak springs of greying skies dead gra** and twisted trees
Each year advancing like some insidious disease
Decaying year on year dear God there's no respite
One final lonely breath and then just endless night
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
This isn't what we asked for
It isn't what we wanted
I'll try to be grateful
But, I'm a little disappointed
It doesn't match the picture
The picture from the catalog
It doesn't include batteries
And I can't get it started
Who do I need to speak to about this
Post-coital cigarettes laced with a tired disgust
A broken contraceptive conception unjust
Another s**ling babe another four score years
Another lifetime for some s**er stuck right here
So I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want it back
Staff to the refund counter please
I even kept my receipt
Staff to the refund counter please
I even kept my f**ing receipt
*** Thanks for correction