Nothing much left to say at social gatherings Nothing much left behind from the time before Got to learn about losing and pushin' your time And trying just a bit too hard You're on a one way road to Hell You're on a one way road to Hell With every step that you been taking now You're finding out you can't turn around. Working like the Devil at my desk all day Wishing that my paperwork would fly away I got a paper clip holder and my desk is clean Woe wo wo wo wo wo wo is me. Nothing much left of faith in the Martian industry Genuine coon skin cap was the prize before Got to learn about selling and pushin' your luck And trying just a bit too hard You're on a one way road to Hell You're on a one way road to Hell And the deeper that you're diggin' now You're finding out you can't turn around. Punching lovely bu*tons for my family And, if I might add, quite unregrettably I've got a friend who's a Doctor and my blood is clean Dip dip dip dip dip hooray for me. You're on a one way road to Hell You can't turn around What you gonna do You're on a one way road.