The undertakers that smile meet the gazes
Absurd suggestions, he waited, and pulverized
The static panel beaters
Freshly dazed the factory cheaters

But
My brain is drained
My socks are torn
Sand is everywhere I go
Vacuum cleaners suck up the dirty particles
Coughing the power I never had

Sunday paper backgammon players
Scowel at the woman haters, the woman haters
They called the stage minstrels and fainters
And he looked at all his friendly neighbours

But
My brain is drained
My socks are torn
Sand is everywhere I go
Vacuum cleaners suck up the dirty particles
Coughing the power I never had
Wishing to have things I never had