Pick a dime, pocket it well – accept your money's worth
Roll on down the street as you hear that dumbing dirge
No cocktails or ringing bells will help you roll along
Just a notion that you are bound with eternity to that same old song

I've heard it as I am far away, thinking about other things
Intruded upon when I'm doing fine – I listen to it sing
I may brush my teeth and wear warm clothes and get ready for the day
But when I set foot outside my door it creeps to my dismay

All you people – you're laughable!
Suit and tie and laudable
All you people – you're my friends
Help me keep the day going
But you'll realize something when you realize this:
No flowers for your made-up bliss
Just strung out tunes 'till the end of time
Just lost hopes in the pantomime

Now it's left me sitting, dawdling – as I crumble and crack from fear
I donno what's up so I guess I'll play it by the ear
But that something really irks me, something immune to the clock
Cacophony and discord – hell – this dirge just will not stop

You ate your breakfast, met new friends
Read the paper once again
But it's just blasphemy translated into words
An oversimplified version of yourself
Fun and fun, but no matter what
You'll never hear it enough
Fun and fun – no matter what you do
Always listen to the outplayed tune!

Pick a dime, pocket it well – accept your money's worth
Roll on down the street as you hear that dumbing dirge
No cocktails or ringing bells will help you roll along
Just a notion that you're bound with eternity to that same old song