Well, the sale at Macy's is over
Ain't there nothing left to buy
'Cause everything you were gonna get, is already gone
When it's midnight at the Eiffel Tower
Something's strange and smelling sour reeks of a memory 
I thought I'd lost

Well, I've been thinking real hard
And I've been thinking quietly about
How the milk is gone from a kitchen raid
And after my analysis I've come to the conclusion
That's the world's just a bunch of people trying to get laid

I said
Oh, baby, baby
It's crazy
I think we've created
Overpopulated
Oh, baby, baby
What you gonna do when the world ain't around for you

When the Republic of Banana is trying to sell me shoes
For two hundred sixty three dollars a foot
When obscenity has more to do with dishing cash than a foul mouth
It's something to be said for a moral root

Well I've been thinking real hard about 
How's she's got all the dough
But you see, I'm the one with the smile on my face
And after my analysis I've come to the conclusion
That it ain't about contentment it's about getting paid

I said
Oh, honey, honey
Oh, sweet money
I think we've created
Overpopulated
Oh, baby, baby
What you gonna do when the world ain't around for you

When it's sex and drugs
And rock and roll you can drink your tears away
'Cause everything that defined you is gone
When it's rehabilitation center
Betty Ford is the only answer
You reek of a hangover you thought you'd lost

Well I've been thinking real hard
And I've been observing quietly
Just how many ways we find to raid the world
And after my analysis I've come to the conclusion
That you can't dust on the shell you gotta reach in for the pearl

I said
Oh, baby, baby
It's crazy
I think we've created
Overpopulated
Oh, baby, baby
What you gonna do when the world ain't around for you