歌詞: Dweeb. It Came From Outer Space. Donald To The Funk.

We?ve got credit cards & we?ve got pin numbers
We?ve got them at our beck and call
But cappuccino?s and lots of shopping bags
They won?t fill our empty holes

Chorus:
We are crying out for something more
Something else to fill our souls

We?ve got credit cards for making powder lines
We?ve got fiver notes to roll
But these things are the pirates
That try to commandeer our empty souls

(Chorus)

I want to tell you everything
About the things I have seen
I want to take you by the hand
Into the things I have found

(Chorus)

We are crying out ? Go!

(Thanks to heavensmetal for these lyrics)