Sad little Moonie, Quitting once again
Sad little Moonie, Life left him no friends.
It's a tragedy born
From a drunken pa
Didn't even leave him a name.
Imagination roams
From a lonely boy's squalls
Still won't quell the pain.
Making up worlds
To step into
What he could never have.
The hatred he hurls
The only thing he can't lose
His mirror won't leave his back.
Sad little Moonie, Quitting once again
Sad little Moonie, Everyday's a bitter end.
