Sad Dumb Game

[Verse 1] I see a lot of hippies crying about the flowers in their hair Walking in their nicely painted houses With cool-conditioned air Saying "I've chosen to be happy" And other little quips from Voltaire I'm cool-conditioned strategy With underwhelming flair [Pre-Chorus] Says I work hard for all the money I make Pay close enough attention they'll even give a little bit away They work for the branding They work for the harder for the take I see them give themselves a little pep-talk right before they take the stage [Chorus] What a sad dumb game What a sad dumb game [Verse 2] I see a lotta hippies pushing smoke into the air Walking into new inflated housing With cool-conditioned air Saying "I've chosen to be special" With a blonde, well-meaning stare A calculated strategy or an underwhelming prayer [Pre-Chorus] Says I work hard for all the money I make Pay close enough attention they'll even give a little bit away They work for the branding They work for the harder for the take I see them give themselves a little pep-talk right before they take the stage [Chorus] What a sad dumb game What a sad dumb game What a sad dumb game What a sad dumb game