p**nography can't replace you in oh so many ways Just like no gum can replace thirteen years of cigarettes You make me feel like an a**hole every time I bring it up Yuo're looking out for number one Yet somehow that's my problem I try to laugh it off Both feet to shove it down Beware of falling mood swings If you should open your mouth Philosophy can't explain you, no matter how it tries Just like a snapped electric line ridden by Der Ubermench Rouge wounded elephants still charge when they're confronted with logic Psycology only helps when you shut up and listen "He was right as rain as he dove along But he's just as dead as if he'd bee wrong" Can't talk to you about it anymore I know it's not my fault But I pay anyway When your Young and the Restless knocks and comes over to stay Can't talk to you about it anymore