Today
Your doctor passed away
It left you with an ache
You had nowhere to take it
So you took it a bar
You took it there by car
But sometime after three
You're wrapped around a tree
The end
Of everything that is
Between the grey and thin
Across the double chin
Where gravity is king
Now you can't sleep a wink
Can't sleep without a drink
You've lost your fingerprints
You washed them down the sink
The end
Of everything that is
It lurks beyond the fridge
[?] semi-skimmed
For seven deadly cheese
The [?] is scarred
With people with arse of lard
And numbered birthday cards
Thirty
To forty
To fifty
And over
You're a junk male
You're nobody
Your face
Could stop a thousand clocks
You could synchronise your watch
By the ulcers and the spots
From all your twentieth-century plots
Your failure to suceed
Is the only thing you've achieved
Satisfaction was never guaranteed
And now
You're standing on the ledge
Forbidden fruit and veg
It beckons and it begs
And like a rabble round you says
Jump, you fucker, jump
You're useless and you're drunk
[?]
You are junk
You're a junk male
You're nobody
And when
Your friends begin to die
You'll know the end is nigh
Start carrying a sign
Start carrying a sign
And swearing in the street
Admit your last defeat
'Cause that's where it begins
The end of everything
Between the grey and thin
Across the double chin
Where gravity is king
The end of everything
Now you can't sleep a wink
Can't sleep without a drink
You've lost your fingerprints
You're a junk male
You're nobody