Consoler of the Lonely

"Daddy, will you tell me the story about the chickens again?"

Haven′t seen the sun in weeksMy skin is getting pale
Haven't got a mind left to speak
And I′m skinny as a rail
Light bulbs are getting dim
My interest is starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn′t complain

Conversation′s getting dull
There's a constant buzzing in my ears
Sense of humour′s void and null
And I'm bored to tears
I′m bored to tears, yeah
I'm bored to tears, yeah

If you′re lookin' for an accomplice
A confederate, somebody that's helpless
You′re gonna find, you′ll find yourself alone
If you're lookin′ for cut-throat
Singing above note, looking for a scapegoat
You're gonna find, you′ll find yourself alone
Lookin' for sympathy
I can get you something
Somethin′ good, somethin' good to eat

Haven't had a decent meal
My brain is fried
Haven′t slept a wink for real
My tongue is tied
Light bulbs are getting dim
My interest is starting to wane
I′m told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn′t complain

Conversation's getting dull
There′s a constant ringing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and null
And I′m bored to tears
I'm bored to tears, yeah
I'm bored to tears, yeah