Someday soon, someday soon
Familiar freaks will fill your living room
Rugs, lash out their lizard tongues

You're not getting young, you're not getting young

But you're going to die
And you're going to be needing
All of your eyes

You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie

Someday soon, someday soon
Television bleeding like a harvest moon

Flush the scissors down the hole
You're getting old, you're getting old

And I hate to remind you,
But you're going to die
And you're going to be
Needing all of your lies

You'll be all alone
When the cannibals cry
All by yourself
Inside infancy's lie

Someday soon, someday soon
Someday soon, someday soon