Rubberband, you’re like a rubberband

You keep on snapping back at me

So this is jealousy

Hollow vase, you’re a hollow vase

and when you talk to yourself

You hear an answer back


What kind of world are you living in?

What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better?

What type of world are you waiting for?

You give me one one of those headaches

One drink won’t take away

(Learning how to hate)


Rumour true, rumour false – it’s all the same to you

On cloud cuckoo

And every mistake I’ve ever made

Comes back to haunt me

My own fools gallery


Our clam chowder comes without the powder

It doesn’t happen here

This is a nice place


What kind of world are you living in?

What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better?

What type of world are you waiting for?

You give me one one of those headaches

One drink won’t take away

(Learning how to hate)