Maybe you are ugly in a beautiful world Maybe the world's too ugly to see beauty in you, girl In all the wrong places are the comforts we seek So it's survival of the fittest and your spirit's too weak
So the doctor put you on some pills that are cousins to Prozac You can always buy the botox and collagen - you know that And when you're feeling lonely and you're walking the street You're gonna sing this little song, it will make you happy
Man made chemical Love - artificial
Giving up is easy in a cynical world Is it stupid for a person to use two stones on one bird? I wanted to be happy like the man on TV So I bought a fucking juicer and I'm still not happy
Would you sell your soul for a hit of E, a girl, and a six-pack? The soul is non-existent at least science will say that And when you're feeling lonely and you're walking the street You're gonna sing this little song, it will make you happy