Something is missing but you don't know what it is
When you can't see the sky through all the buildings that surround you
And you don't hear the Earth crying out beneath the pavement
But you try not to worry as you become distracted
By the faces of the passersby and the same old numb reaction... Stupefaction
You took the long road to make a short hop
You took the last train... this is the first stop
You have no choice but to disagree
As I watch you snatch defeat from the jaws of victory
The less you choose to say the more I understand
How you don't like your job although you make a decent living
But you wouldn't trade the way you are for the way that you were then
And you still prefer to make love not war but you're not a virgin anymore
'Cause you think we should be strong in case Saddam decides to play it rough
Then we'll call his bluff
You took the long road to make a short hop
You took the last train... this is the first stop
You have no choice but to disagree
As I watch you snatch defeat from the jaws of victory
You had the morals of a paragon of youth
But you kept getting older and you stopped getting wiser
Then you lost sight of virtue as you fell into favor
With a hopeless gang of imbeciles who all devoured your flavor
Now you can walk among them since there's nothing left to savor