How Much for This

For the premises that you have found The feelings that weren't aroused The ties you had in your plans And the times you'd rather spend In your own home You're the same as I Oh oh why For the days you couldn't decide What's the heavier weight in your life This weary thinking device Or the bags you carry under your eyes You're my endoscope Oh oh hope Oh I don't want to be around When you're done making sound Off my own bat with the rads Mourning the only match That was there for me Oh I do long for you And every now and then Heaven is but a hand So say, how much for this young girl? I don't want the whole Oh please no not at all So say, how much? Say don't you want to be with me And become early retirees Living off the lowest wage Up until the highest age Oh humbug I smother every lover We're doomed to die alone And I bristle and I moan Wondering who will succumb In my foramen magnum Dagger me All you wishful thoughts And every now and then Heaven is but a hand So say, how much for this? I don't want the whole Oh please no not at all So say, how much for this?