I've seen a lone finger waving in the air   A simple celebration of self-despair   The transmission means nothing   This man is unaware   All alone in the stadium surviving on welfare      Denialism   Working for the minimum   To the crematorium   I'm goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere, I'm goin' nowhere    Take me somewhere, take me anywhere      Tubular socks sure fit well   When they're new and they're fresh, but they, too, will go to hell   I will cross every T, I will dot every I   For a small sum of cash my doctor will prescribe   A dose to make me happy, far from emptiness and shame   And if it ever wears off, I'll make sure you feel my pain    Every car on the road drives around with a spare   And if I had an extra liver I could live without a care      Denialism   Working for the minimum   To the crematorium   I'm goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere    Take me somewhere, take me anywhere      See you staring at the ceiling, but there's roaches on the walls   When your soul is unfurnished fill it up with alcohol   A barren, blank expression with no purpose or intent   And if God created men, I am full of discontent      Remember the days when a father loved his son   I just made a wrong turn, now I'm staring at a gun   Existence is so meaningful with TV and a job   When she squeezes out three kids and turns into a blob      A ship is flying through the air   Spraying rain everywhere   (???) are in the air   I'm goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere    Take me somewhere, take me anywhere