There's a young man I know named Brian
Who says 'What's the point of tryin'?
You struggle and strive
To keep stayin' alive
Then at the end, end up dyin''
Brian, congrats on your appointment
As the Minister of Disappointment
Can't return to your mothers womb
There's not enough room
You could try, better use some ointment
Think you're losing? I'd say you're winning
Your life, it is only beginning
No reason to be pissed
Your complaint? It's dismissed
Come back when your hair, it starts thinning