What's with all this doom and gloom?   You used to be such, such a laugh   It's only sin, original sin      Corinthians 15:22   Never been a big fan of fits   But I'm growing so fond of you, you      You get sadder, the smarter you get   And it's a bore   You get sadder, the smarter you get   And it's a bore      Truth is truth   I ain't no bohemian      Much too, much too safe   Much too, much too typical   Much too, much too typical   Much too, much too      You can use your hands for something else   I'll take you further than the scholars had   Put down your books and molest me   Heaven is here where it needs to be      You get sadder, the smarter you get   And it's a bore   You get sadder, the smarter you get   And it's a bore      And there was a time before we were born   When we stood in the garden   If this won't last I'll turn you on   Well, I've got enough for the both of us   The both of us, the both of us, the both of us      And there was a time before we were born   When we stood in the garden   If this won't last I'll turn you on   Well, I've got enough for the both of us   The both of us