In this lonely room, where my father plays with science
On some hair-brained scheme,
He lives in a dream
But he can't do much for me know
But he can't do much for me know
I've spent all my life eating knowledge at school
Driven hard to pass exams like a fool
And now they're all behind me
Success [bad word] to remind me
Where do I go from here?
Hey, what's this, I'm disappearing
Seeing strange things, hey what's happening?
I don't understand what it's meant to be
Is it something in my drink or is it me?
What are these things around me
 [bad word] down, [bad word] down
And who's that smart chick over there?
But they're old fashioned clothes to wear!