The creators made a mistake
They’re unhappy with their purchase
Twenty years too late
Lost out on a trade
Just a wasted egg
In mom's basket
My brain turned out all wrong
Guess I wasn't quite ready
Give me a chemical fixer
A brain elixir
That kills off all self hate
And the rest of me too
Ain't no life of the party
In bed you will find me
Sleeping out the days
I kiss goodbye to the night