To find that magic switch,
With drugs, love, charity, sport, even pain,
But then, there's just one hitch,
The key is different for everyone,
Shit, it might even change,
So, you could figure out your joy one day,
Then the same technique could leave you with mange,
And don't tell me eternal happiness,
Means nothing without woe,
Like the drug user who overdoses,
You'll be happy to go,
Fuck, you'll die glad!
Isn't that the secret?
So what if you're twenty or ninety-three?
Let it go when you no longer seek it.