Poor Cow

When all is gone, and things go wrong,  We don't need them anymore The artifice, and all they lack,  We don't need them anymore I don't have the means, and so it seems,  For now, I can't participate But I've waited long, now the dollar's strong again,  I still can't participate When we don't consume,  It seems we are immune,  To all of the thoughts they sell You know as well as I – that's a lie 'Cause I want to spend,  I want to spend In a never-ending story,  But it always ends I want to spend,  I want to spend In a never-ending story,  But it always ends And when I die, the angels will try To count all my belongings To measure my worth – pure gold, solid dirt,  To see if I'm worth keeping But the house I rent And the car I drive I'm sorry, but they ain't mine You know as well as I – that's no lie 'Cause I want to spend,  I want to spend In a never-ending story,  But it always ends I want to spend,  I want to spend In a never-ending story,  But it always ends And it always ends And it always ends