Oh Sebastian

Is there anything more inspiring

Than a menial job and the pittance it brings

Oh Sebastian, won't you smile for me?

Yes, it's going to get ugly and it's going to get tight

I've got a feeling in my gut and that feeling ain't right

Soaking up all meaning, helping itself to the rest of your life

All I put down on your table is cold raw abuse

You try to swallow it down, put it to good use

Oh Sebastian, won't you cry for me?

Yes, it's going to take energy and it's going to take time

But I got this feeling in my gut that you've barely arrived

Crawling across your ceiling

Helping myself to the best of your mind