You're not getting,
You're not giving,
Rolled up in circle
Barely living
So much inside,
So little outside
You can't break through,
Step out of this still life
So do it like Ian,
Do not hesitate
Misery to glory -
You think you deserve it.
Do it like Ian
Before it's too late
And you'll never know
That no one is sorry.
You little waster,
It's time to go and try,
It's time to go and taste it
You're not good enough to die.
Come out with all your clumsy grace
I'm gonna hit you on the face
So much from you has been awaited
But you're such a nothing,
You can't even be hated.
So do it like Ian,
Do not hesitate
Misery to glory -
You think you deserve it.
Do it like Ian
Before it's too late
You will be surprised
That no one feels sorry
For you.