He took a bored look at the cars And sighed they're all the same these days All cloned on some generic futuristic korean toy All plodding down the road From home to work to where you wish When all you wish is to get there In something worth a single stare At least a glance Of something that really counts For one that really cares He said listen to the radios All blasting in the bars What a db load of sh** We get from synthesized guitars And that's when we're lucky And we're spared the clasic eurobeat Of some overtitted bimbo Antaressing in the heat And i swear if i could spare the spit I'd lay one on your shiny suit or was it car That the great man used in a song That we wrote about the time things went wrong And now we're living in a carnival world We're sold us watching mirrors Watching us getting old He stood up in the restaurant And said don't you people mind This tv's out of focus And there's a big green number nine Across the face of marlon brando As he's screaming out his lines From a thousand bose tweeters Line up like afiring squad And it's our backs against the wall And anytime one of us falls Some moron takes his place With a big fat smile on his big fat face He likes the animation He says, my fuel is adrenalin It's not written in the constitution That i'm not allowed to have some fun And i swear if i could spare the spit I'd lay on on your shiny suit or was it car That the great man used in a song That he wrote about the time things went wrong And now we're living in a carnival world We're sold us watching mirrors Watching us getting old Oh give me something that really counts For one that really cares