Dull shades walk the streets
This whole damn world’s just a pleasure machine
I’m just a cog and I’m feeling mean
I’m going to drop love bombs on the hating scene
Shout until they put me on a screen
The scientist said
“I’ve hotwired your brain.
As long as you behave,
You won’t have any trouble again.”
Well, we’ll see that job done
Then get together and have some fun!
They used to call Everyone’s Fool.
Well now he’s been to the other side
The Teacher spoke in hazardous climes
Insured against healthy and safe times
No camping in monkey vine-rope grids
These are people with time to waste
They just sit and stare into space
Their reserves of energy are all spent
And Good Sense? They just don’t know where it went
My Dad’s got a big nose
Which he blows as well < My Mother's mouth flaps and flaps Neither of them get ill