Violently unhappy on a monday night, and you've got a lot of work to do before tomorrow - so get to work. No one knows your pain. There's never been anyone like you, and there will never be anyone like you ever again. Born in a hospital in a room with twelve other babies, and a mom and dad; and twelve other moms and dads. You were quite the catch. Now you've got nothing to say to anyone, anywhere. You'd get in your car but your out of gas and you're low on time, and you've got nowhere to go. But say hello for me to your mom and dad next time you see them on Christmas. Tell them I miss them. I know that they miss you.