Well I read the news today and the walrus said the lucky man made the grade Well ain't that great, you say So what about the the rest of the news, left me empty and mad here singin' the blues yeah It's sad but true Cause Everything gets old, everyone is dull So I keep changin' Everything is gay, everyone is fake So I can't hang around Sittin' back with that look on your face like I'm a piece of crap and you're a fuckin' ace, well It's time to go, you know So hit the road, Jack, and like the song goes we ain't never comin' back, cause the world turned black Well don't you know Every word they say, every word is fake So I won't be around