I see a lot of hippies crying about the flowers in their hair Walking in their nicely painted houses With cool-conditioned air Saying, "I've chosen to be happy" And other little quips from Voltaire I'm cool-conditioned strategy With underwhelming flair Says I work hard for all the money that I make Pay close enough attention, they'll even give a little bit away They work hard for the branding They work harder for the take I see them give themselves a little pep-talk right before they take the stage ♪ What a sad, dumb game What a sad, dumb game I see a lotta hippies pushing smoke into the air Walking into new inflated housing With cool-conditioned air Saying, "I've chosen to be special" With a blonde, well-meaning stare A calculated strategy or an underwhelming prayer Says I work hard for all the money that I make Pay close enough attention, they'll even give a little bit away They work hard for the branding They work harder for the take I see them give themselves a little pep-talk right before they take the stage ♪ What a sad, dumb game What a sad, dumb game What a sad, dumb game What a sad, dumb game