Oh, when I was only a boy I thought the world was flat And I wore a raccoon for a hat And I loved my mother My folks took me out in the woods And I played there whenever I could And I thought the forest was good And I was right about that But now that I'm old And my heart has grown cold I can see the world for what it is Then one sunny day My wits ran away And I dived along into showbiz And now I am willing in Hell Oh God, what's that terrible smell It's me, oh my god, I'm a wreck All my pride I've swallered Oh Buddha, have mercy on me I think, in my pants, I have peed It ain't spiritual cleansing I need Can you spare a dollar And now that I'm old And my heart has grown cold I can see the world for what it is But for lack of anything sweating to do I'm stinking and sticking with showbiz But hey, it's OK, what the fuck Oh, we're swimming around in the muck And we're cheated and down on our luck Can you spare a cocktail On asphalt we'll dance on our knees Oh, we're maimed, but we're aiming to please And we heal the lame and diseased Can you spare a liver And now that I'm old And my heart has grown cold I can see the world for what it is But for lack of anything better to do I'm thinking, I'm sticking with showbiz