I want some eyebrows Bushy and big and Full of bear fur Sittin right on my face where You can see them Fall in the chasm Of despair when I don't get exactly what I want out of life I want my house back I want my ski pants I want some bullets I need a gun too I want the Jacksons from 1973 I want the Osmonds Want you to love me I want a teacher From outerspace Who's got a different Perspective on the Whole human race There's no reason Why we can't get along Except for the fact that Everything that we know is wrong I want some answers I want a? I want a haircut now Something different and plain I want the Jacksons from 1973 I want the Osmonds Want you to love me I want a gold watch I want some Hickory Farms I want a DJ now With a thousand arms I want some kung-fu I want the realness of space I want to see your smile Shine up your face