There's always the revivalist meeting, but
I think that I'd rather be dead

nihilists seem to have more fun
when all they do is die in their bed.

We're being shortchanged for all of our labour
We're being shafted by those at the top
all I want is some fortune and favour and
for the banjo,
that's playing to stop.

If we're doomed from the very beginning
why bother to start anything it's a pain
why not head off to the junction at Clapham
and stand in the front of a train.

Ah,
but there's always the revivalist meeting
where the realist reaches out to the wall
and when he's touched on the perfection of living
realises
it means nothing at all.