Well, I read the news today, and the walrus said
The lucky man made the grade
Well ain't that great, you say
So what about the rest of that news
Left me empty
And mad here, singin' the blues, yeah
It's sad but true

'Cause

Everything gets old, everyone is dull
So I keep changin'
Everything is gay, everyone is fake
So I can't hang around

Sittin' back with that look on your face
Like I'm a piece of crap and you're a fuckin' ace, well
It's time to go, you know
So hit the road Jack, and like the song goes
We ain't ever comin' back, 'cause the world's turned black
Well, don't you know

Every word they say, every word is fake
So I won't be around