In the mall outside the organ store,

He plays the Lowry Genie

And if you'd fake a smile and ask for more,

He'd tell you that it's easy.

But don't be fooled by what you see,

unless you know the truth

Cause you have seen this man on MTV

In a band called Wasted Youth.



Now, for Wasted Youth he sang the lead

Though all he did was shout

He used to bang his face down on the keys-every night

Until he passes out.

He always wished it could be louder,

Somehow wilder, somehow more.

Then he found the most outrageous sound

In the Lowry organ store



Now he's so far gone it scares me

And he used to be my friend....



Chorus:

Oh, but he's so far gone, he's so far gone

He's so gone that he's back again.

I don't understand, I don't wanna know,

He's so gone that he's back again



Now he only wears those rumpled suits

And the tackiest of ties

And those broken black framed glasses

Blur his 20/20 eyes

In the mall he plays the samba

It's the ultimate reductionist upsurge

But it's proof of relativity, I guess

And that outer space is curved.



Because he's so far gone it scares me,

And he used to be my friend....

Chorus:

Oh, but he's so far gone, he's so far gone,

He's so gone that he's back again.

I don't understand, I don't wanna know,

(spoken) I said, "hey talk to me, alright?"

He just said, "it's only 39 dollars a month, Dave..."