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