From the album Pollyanna’s Attic.

Written by Carolyn Arends and Spencer Capier.

We’ve got food that makes you hungry
Drink that makes you sick
We’ve got cars that go in circles
Real nice clothes that do not fit
Here the money makes you paranoid
There’s no one you can trust
The sex will leave you lonely
And the love all turns to rust

This is how the world looks when
We turn the means into the ends
Who on earth would ever guess
Less is more and more is less

We’ve got sleep that makes you tired
‘Til you’re worn out and depressed
We’ve got drugs to make you better
‘Til you feel the side effects
Here the dreams will make you bitter
And the truth will leave you cold
‘Cause there isn’t any refund
On the lies that you are sold

This is how the world looks when
We turn the means into the ends
Who on earth would ever guess
Less is more and more is less

No one could blame us for wanting more
But isn’t it strange who the more leaves us wanting? … wanting

This is how the world looks when
We turn the means into the ends
Who on earth would ever guess
Less is more and more is less
More is less

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Pollyanna’s Attic

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