Well, they sent back all the bodies   Who were looking really hopeless   Well, it didn't seem that callous   Till they stopped you in your flow      She's surrounded by her wardens   And they're looking really nervous   All about the man from Reuters   Here to nullify your glow      Everything you say will destroy you anyway   Everything you say will come haunt you 'round each corner   Everything you say will destroy you      Well, you may think that you're Buddha   Lying on a mound of ashes   You were mentioned in the postscript   Of dispatches anyway      And the Major's really nervous   When he's walking 'round the airport   You know your master's card is marked   Your upstart charge is cool and smart      Your unwanted suitor   Leaves his things around your home   He's marking out his territory   He's pissing on your ansaphone      Well, you may think that you're Buddha   Lying on a mound of ashes   You were mentioned in dispatches   In the postscript anyway