Though your heart desires the things that money can buy Emptiness lies through the glass, I shield your eyes There's nothing out there for you, my dear There's nothing out there for you Let me tell you about the good things The good things I know your head is full of big ideas You ain't missing anything, have no fear I have touched the grass so green on the other side It will grieve you and deceive you with disguise There's nothing out there for you, my dear There's nothing out there for you Let me tell you about the good things The good things I know you pine for things you see in magazines That world brings heartache, now it's not real, believe me Remember all of those good things You know you can't buy all those good things