Do you feel like a chain store, practically floored?
One of many zeros, kicked around bored
Your ears are full but you're empty, holding out your heart
To people who never really care how you are

CHORUS:
So give me coffee and TV, be history
I've seen so much, I'm going blind and I'm brain dead virtually
Sociability, it's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world and agree to marry me
So we can start all over again

Do you go to the country; it isn't very far
Those people there won't hurt you 'cause of who you are
Your ears are full of the language, there's wisdom there, you're sure
Till the words start slurring and you can't find the door

CHORUS x2.

Oh, we could start over again