Have you seen my pockets?
Get with the program
Everything's been slipping
Straight out of my hands
It takes everything to begin again, to begin a–
Am I what I say I am?
Or do they define me?
I was making it by hand
Now it's built in your factories
It costs you nothing
To remark like that
About all I have
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
They said that I could be a star
But I bent out of my shape
I'm like a washed-up TV host
Watching back old tapes
It takes everything to begin again
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
What is it that you call righteous?
Well, I don't know what you mean
This is all so complicated
Maybe I should have got a degree
Doo-roo-roo-roo-doo-roo-roo
Doo-doo-doo-ooh-roo-roo
Doo-roo-roo-roo-doo-roo-roo
Doo-doo-doo-ooh-roo-roo
This tiny, tiny, tiny darkness
In everyone that you meet
This tiny, tiny, tiny likeness
It makes us all enemies
What is it that you call righteous?
Well, I don't know what you mean
This is all so complicated
Maybe I should have got a degree
