We've got so many lists to bank There's too much, too many to even try to thank We'll write books to save automatics To make two shows Murdoch sells Coke to France Let's block data entry Let's give our hard-earned dime to God-TV To tell us that ‘THIS' is reality True faith, true fear and truth in falsity
Let's black data entry Let's give our hard-earned dime to God-TV To give us reasons why we're living When everything we live for, this time next century Will be six feet under the sea But I don't care ‘cos I won't be there, baby