From my panoramic window I look down at the bourgeoisie They're eating up your future Whilst sipping cups of tea I spill some hot espresso on your Shagpile carpet floor Well it's a Mid century modern nightmare s**ing at you and me You took the raw resources and Sold them on as bribes But in the new republic We'll relish your demise We'll liberate Sardinia It's a rational design Well it's a Mid century modern nightmare s**ing at you and me