Oh how this life never seems to invest Synthetic baby tucked in torment You saw it all before you crawled out the crotch In 20 years time you went from spoiled to rot Ohh oh oh you CNBC? Ohh oh oh has got me bored to the teeth Ohh oh oh with your face growing gray Ohh oh oh you look like death on a date Are you happy you're here? Have you ever felt sincere? Holding hands with those you hate Are you? He takes your temperature, saturday night You blow your brains out on your disco life And catch up on all the ways that you couldn't care less So you catch up what you love, what you distest Ohh oh oh you CNBC? Ohh oh oh has got me bored to the teeth Ohh oh oh with your face growing gray Ohh oh oh you look like death on a date Are you happy you're here? Have you ever felt sincere? Holding hands with those you hate Are you awake? Ohh hooo oo ooo Let's leave before the sun comes up And you learn just how awful you look Let's leave you can sleep in the car The apartment isn't far I'll be outside, outside, outside, outside, outside, outside