Too many means of satisfaction Just a nickel for a smile All the meaningless distraction Kept me happy for a while The dopamine production's Getting stale and hostile Gonna be bad I'm feeling so sad Too many consolation prizes And participation badges All sorts of shapes and sizes Kept me happy, but the catch is When a failure arises I'm all out of thread and patches What do I do? I'm feeling so blue Good grief, good god What am I on about? Always rambling on and on But never figured nothing out Ah jeez, my bad I know I shouldn't shout So I'll shut my mouth Too many accidents forgiven Everything spoon-fed Deserve a dose of discipline Get a lollipop instead Never taught to sit and listen Now who's gonna pat my head? You miserable clown I'm feeling so down Too many rolls of bandages Somebody's gonna kiss it better If you want attention kid Just make your eyes a little wetter Swear this ain't another fit I'm hurting now more than ever Somebody help I'm sick of myself Good grief, good god What am I on about Always rambling on and on But never figured nothing out Oh jeez, my bad I know I shouldn't shout So I'll shut my mouth So I'll shut my mouth So I'll shut my mouth I'm sick of myself Good grief!