I made a totem it was staring 'cross the table at me
I was so proud i gave a name to it and took it to sleep
And no one had one like you
And no one seemed to care
One day I woke up and the totem, it had a big scar
And so I went and bought another with my shiny blue card
I stood in line and saw a thousand other people like me
Running with totems in their hand, in black and silver and green
From totem trophy then to trinket, you lost your meaning
I had the first one like you, little totem
And no one seemed to care
Another sad, sad totem, on its way out
Another sad, sad totem, on its way out
Another sad, sad totem, on its way out
Another sad, sad trinket, lingering around
Another sad, sad totem, on its way out
Another sad, sad trinket, lingering around