Sid was wild when He was a kid

Never quite understood why he did just what he did

Now he wonders why nobody likes him

Now he wonders why he can't get any respect





His is the same old story

(yet another chapter in your book)

He fell flat in his moment of glory

(you try to turn away but you take a look)

Now he want us all to feel his sadness

(you cannot win the game if you go insane)

With all the junk spilling from his mouth of madness





Sid went high to the top of the mountain

Stood tall with the weight of the world upon his back

In a sea of money and power

Fought for his name until the final hour





His is the same old story

(yet another chapter in your book)

He fell flat in his moment of glory

(you try to turn away but you take a look)

Now he wants us all to feel his sadness

(you cannot win the game if you go insane)

With all the junk spilling from his mouth of madness





I used to be an honest man

I used to laugh

I used to cry

Now it's gone and I don't know why

No matter how hard I try

I can't lie to myself anymore





His is the same old story

(yet another chapter in your book)

He fell flat in his moment of glory

(you try to turn away but you take a look)

Now he wants us all to feel his sadness

(you cannot win the game if you go insane)

With all the junk spilling from his mouth of madness