We are undergoing treatment   Watching others in the news   Studying our worst reviews   They say we'll get over it   Disappear like dinosaurs   To the sound of small applause   Resign to the mid-price section      If you see me walking in the garden   Don't ever ask me for an autograph   If you ever catch me in the arcade   Don't even stop me for a photograph      We are undergoing treatment   'Til our ethic fits the scene   Laid out in Q Magazine   They crave our conformity   Mediocre to the bone   Terrified testosterone   But why do we still face the music?      If you see me walking in the garden   Don't ever ask me...      Now and then you get the strangest notion   That there's something missing   But it keeps you guessing   Wild ambition can you really blame us?   Can you entertain us?   Can you give a little more?      If you see me walking in the garden   Don't ever ask me for an autograph   If you ever catch me in the arcade   Don't even stop me for a photograph      We are undergoing treatment   But will the doctors ever cure   These delusions of grandeur?