You are a sick man, you are a spiteful man
You have been paralyzed, for only fools succeed
For forty years Ted what has become of you
Those forty years Ted in your dark cellar
For forty years Ted you could not see the end
Those forty years Ted you've not began
Well you must be good boy, your lies and pretense clear
You will not be a slave, your mind's superior
For forty years Ted what has become of you
Those forty years Ted in your dark cellar
For forty years Ted you envied every man
Those forty years Ted you never lived
For forty years Ted
In your dark cell
Why forty years Ted, a life times forty
Not forty years Ted
A life times forty in a hole
No more no more, why why, no more