Do you feel like a chain store, practically floored?

One of many zeros, kicked around bored

Your ears are full but you're empty, holding out your heart

To people who never really care how you are

CHORUS:

So give me coffee and TV, be history

I've seen so much, I'm going blind and I'm brain dead virtually

Sociability, it's hard enough for me

Take me away from this big bad world and agree to marry me

So we can start all over again

Do you go to the country; it isn't very far

Those people there won't hurt you 'cause of who you are

Your ears are full of the language, there's wisdom there, you're sure

Till the words start slurring and you can't find the door

CHORUS x2.

Oh, we could start over again