I bought the house, lost the wife See the kids from time to time I'm sitting in the bathtub And I'm trying to make me feel alright 9 to 5, 8 outta 10, 4 stars I mean no offense I'm not saying I am discontent Just maybe I'm not fully happy I never thought I would become A cogwheel, yeah, a broken man I've always been so reasonable But is there still a way to change this? I crashed the car 20 miles Into the trip, but, man, I'm fine I made it out alive And ain't that something, ain't that something? Hold my glass, I'll pour the wine We're doing this Van-Winkle-style In 20 years I'll reconcile With everyone that hasn't died then What a waste of energy Can't I skip this century? Just put me into induced sleep 'Cause this already feels like coma And who's gonna say I'm wrong? Who wouldn't want his life to be prolonged? Who's gonna stand up and say "That's no way to talk!" - cause it's no way to talk Hold on, hold on, hold on to me If there's no one else I'll Hold on, hold on, hold on to me I may loose it