Lyrics:

Johnny wiped out
He can't walk
He's got a prosthetic hip
(Yeah, yeah)

And Jenny don't care
She can't talk
She got Prozac script
(Oh no)

And daddy's alright
Just retired
He's got an artificial heart
(Yeah, yeah)

And mommy don't mind
She gets her loving
At the Jiffy Mart
(Oh no)

And they look so sad
In their regulation check-out clothes
It makes me so glad
I'm not one of those
No, I'm not one of those

Will Jimmy's going down
But it's okay
He got elevator shoes
(Yeah, yeah)

And sissy got a jones
Riding her bones
She got the methadone blues
(Oh no)

But I'm on hold
And I don't mind
I've got the muzak groove
(Yeah, yeah)

'Cause it's gone cold
But I won't fight
'Cause I'm born to lose
(Oh no)

And they look so sad
In their regulation check-out clothes
It makes me so glad
I'm not one of those
No, I'm not one of those

Johnny wiped out
He can't walk
He's got a prosthetic hip
(Yeah, yeah)

And Jenny don't care
She can't talk
She got Prozac script
(Oh no)

And daddy's alright
Just retired
He's got an artificial heart
(Yeah, yeah)

But mommy don't mind
She gets her loving
At the Jiffy Mart
(Oh no)

And they look so sad
In their regulation check-out clothes
It makes me so glad
I'm not one of those
I'm not one of those
No, I'm not one of those