[Verse 1: Mr Key] Come and see the circus of sophisticated fools Beg for absolution, lined up against the wall Prosecution states you never gave a sh** at all Apathetic f**s k** 'em all And I be one of 'em Self-indulgently defying 'till the bloody end On some what is it I done again? The gunner gently smiled and asked me where my money went Disinfect the paradigm Disconnect the telephone Smash the television set Crash the f**ing internet I ain't finished yet, I'll k** a politician dead and jam a f**ing spanner into every single river crest Beauty's in the eye of who? Who you calling primitive? Your beautiful's my hideous, I follow where the money go Couldn't give a f** about a chuckle at the puppet show The more I understand, the less sure I am, this much I know I wonder was it unseen and never heard Tricky Mister Poltergeist Fingers in the multi-pie Maybe it was written in the innards of our culture like I glimpse the bitter cold inside a picture that we falsify How wonderful's your telepramic view? So munch a milligram or two pretend your happy when you're blue, (happy when you're blue) Isn't this a perfect life to live and what a shame about the rain Collecting in the corners of your brain So maintain the status quo Dot the i's and cross the t's Mister mind your p's and q's Consider who you're speaking to Or take my hand and we could drift into the green and blue Where everything's alive and all connected up to me and you