you re obsessed and distressed cause you can t make any sense of the ludicrous nonsense and incipient senescence that will deem your common sense useless this ain t no recess i want to believe in you but my plans keep falling through i know i have to face the harshness grin and bare the truth and i have to walk this mile in my own shoes and i m no fool i m materialist a full blown realist and i guess i m full of doubt so i m prone to have it out with you i m materialist there ain t no fear in this it s there for all to see so don t talk of hidden mystery with me mind over matter it really don t matter if the street s idle chatter turns your heartstrings to tatters flatter hopes don t flatter and soul batter won t congeal to mend a life that s shattered into shards was it in the cards the process of belief is an elixir when you re weak i must confess at times i indulge it on the sneak but generally my outlook s not so bleak and i m not meek i m materialist call me a humanist and i guess i m full of doubt so i ll gladly have it out with you i m materialist i ain t no deist it s there for all to see so don t talk of hidden mystery with me like rome under nero our future s one big zero recycling the past to meet immediate needs and through it all we amble forth to persevere and climb our mountains of regret to sow our seeds i m materialist i m materialist i m materialist i m materialist