Yet another sluggard hour stumbles past,
it's no wonder life looks better through the bottom of a glass
these bitter litanies you keep repeating,
are verbal fingers down my mental blackboard screeching
Each moment in your company,
was of more quantity than quality
My hopes and dreams - transparent phantoms,
this wayward son's irrational anthems
Not worth spending quantity time,
life is hunger - life is pain
Never ending quantity time,
toe the line - take the strain
Awake in bed in quantity time,
hate to say I told you so
Long time dead in quantity time,
next stop Hell - not far to go
My vision is obscured - blurred by tears of anger,
these four walls a prison where I rot in stagnant languor
My broken heart screams out "Someone repair me" -
or please lay me in the cemetery
'Cause you've taken all that's best, you see,
so I'll lay to rest the rest of me
You cannot hold a dream to ransom -
or silence my irrational anthem
Not worth spending quantity time,
life is hunger - life is pain
Never ending quantity time,
toe the line - take the strain
Awake in bed in quantity time,
hate to say I told you so
Long time dead in quantity time,
next stop Hell - not far to go