Goodbye, the future's sold out

There's no use screaming

Who thought we'd ever get this far



To money "amp; a TV

Psychics who've never been to mars

And nazis 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



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