I have everything I need
Take a queue ticket and wait
For what is left over
I have the right pills
My mother is kind
She has all the recipes
I live in a incubator, you know
My life is a protected workshop
of meaninglessness
My life is a welfare waltz
I have everything but
I have nothing at all
I want to see, I want to see
I want to see, I want to see
Your rise and your fall
I was so empty and strange before
It's gone with the wind since
I locked my door
Here I have everything that pleases
On the TV I see children
with swollen stomachs
I want to see, I want to see
I want to see, I want to see
Your rise and your fall
I shall laugh when it falls apart
No tears shall moisten my dry cheeks
No black clothes, no veil
I shall not wear a black tie
And black shoes
I want to see, I want to see
I want to see, I want to see
Your rise and your fall