Everyday of my life is identical I feel like a footnote, parenthetical Feel like an outcast, cast out Of the original cast of thousands
Chorus Oh no, say it ain't so I can't believe that I've sunk so low Oh my, I don't know why Can't you hear me crying for you?
All your songs are deep and meaningful I'm shallow and meaningless All your songs are angry and ugly I don't hate anyone
Chorus
It's just my imagination pummeling me Just my initiation for the land of the free Just my obligation to wake up each day Accept my imagination come what may
All these towns look exactly the same Fast food and mini-marts All these people wear workout clothes I hope things work out
All these strip-mines and strip joints and strip malls All these attorneys All this hardware and software and underwear Wearing me out
All these flannels and solar panels and all these channels All these Christians and dental assistants and armed resistance All these choices and unpaid invoices all these big noises