People keep dying on TV and I don’t know where
I should be crying but somehow I just don’t care
I got my credit cards, I got my troubles to bear
If it’s nuclear war then I must find something to wear

I woke up this morning, my country’s a corporation
The board of directors desire my co-operation
And God and His lawyers assure us it’s legally sound
And the banners are up but my mortgage is gonna go down

And there’s bills to be paid and plans to be laid
Trinkets to trade and lands to invade
And there’s bombs to be braved and souls to be saved
Drugs to be craved and TV to take it away

Icebergs are melting but they have no water to drink
And fuel has gone up I feel fucked they say I need a shrink
I think that man is a Muslim I’d better not blink
But I have no thoughts as I’ve no time to sit down and think

When there’s insurance to pay and laws to obey
People to sway and means to be made
And there’s kids to be raised and soldiers to slay
Preachers to pray and TV to take it all away