Album: Writer's Block (2006)

Poor Cow

When all is gone and things go wrong
We don't need them anymore
The artifice and all they lack
We don't need them anymore

I don't have the means and so it seems
For now I can't participate
But I've waited long, now the dollar's strong again
I still can't participate

When we don't consume it seems we are immune
To all of the thoughts they sell
You know as well as I
That's a lie

'Cause I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends
I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends

And when I die, the angels will try
To count all my belongings
To measure my worth, pure gold, solid dirt
To see if I'm worth keeping

But the house I rent and the car I drive
I'm sorry but they ain't mine
You know as well as I
That's no lie

'Cause I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends
I want to spend, I want to spend
In a never-ending story, but it always ends

And it always ends
And it always ends