Going, Going, Gone

When the words that you call your own

Have a very very foreign tone

And you feel like you're alone

And the message that you didn't mean

Stops a dirty mouth from coming clean

And the right to be obscene

Well, I don't think I'm getting nowhere

Someone somewhere understands

Nearly missing all my marbles

This is not a perfect plan

And it won't be very long

Till I'm going, going, gone

And is there really something wrong with me?

And if you hide in the meadow maze

You'll look back on apathetic days

And you'll feel like mayonnaise

And the faces that you call your friends

Are expecting you to make amends

Well, I guess it all depends

And it won't be very long

(Won't be very long)

Till I'm going, going, gone

(Going, going, gone)

Yeah, it won't be very long

(Won't be very long)

Till I'm going, going, gone

And is there really something wrong with me now?

Where is all the air for breathing?

I'm not leaving until I know

Waiting for the resolution

I can't seem to let it go

And it won't be very long

Gee, it's been a dry September

Mr. Member cryin' out

I don't meant to change the subject

I just want to shut it out

Shut it out, shut it out, shut it out

And it won't be very long

(Won't be very long)

Till I'm going, going, gone

(Going, going, gone)

Yeah, it won't be very long

(Won't be very long)

Till I'm going, going, gone

And is there really something wrong with me now?