Don't wanna here you moaning
Got problems of my own
Diseases in my pillow
The feds have tapped my phone
What can I do about the tortured in El Slavador
What can I do about the rusty hinges on my door
Water kills my memory
There's turds along the beach
Change words to cahnge my thinking
Only life is cheap
What can I do about the famine and its starving hordes
What can I do about the spider in my sock draw
What can I do when the world's too big
What can I do when I'm only small
and I can't contain the flow from my TV and my radio
This pain between my eyes cuts sharp
Could be that my skull will split
As pressure forces fit
I am only small
World's too big
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