Look ma, top of the world   He'd started talking to himself   His ma was dead   The first sign of madness, talking to yourself      Alarm bells should have   Been going off in his head   As clear as crystal he ignored the S.O.S.   Gave a little whistle, made his last request      He tuned into his local commercial radio station   And listened to the spokesman for his generation   Who said, "Put your hands in the air like you just don't care"      Put your hands in the air like you just don't care   About anything or anybody   About love, hate, cruelty or pain   About football or music, the sun, the wind and the rain      It's the after taste of paradise   It doesn't pay to advertise   Part one in a two part pack of lies   A titillating, trivialized      Television fairy tale   By clever men with pony tails   All the trimmings and nothing else   Tom Cruise instead of Orson Welles      We owe you nothing say The Bells   Of Hollywood and Tunbridge Wells   Never mind the quality feel yourself   Slipping into mental health      I thank the Lord that I was blessed   With more than my share of bitterness   Because everything is fixed   It's all done with mirrors and camera tricks      Miles and miles of cheesy smiles   In churches and cathedrals   Won't feed the cold and needy child   And put an end to evil      It's elementary my dear Watson   From the pistol and the smoke   The Jetsam and The Flotsam   Are the victims of a cruel and stupid joke      He turned off his radio   Looked at his newspaper   And he thought about truth   And he thought about lies and he thought about      Overcoats and paper planes   Homes for votes and shit for brains   Fascist bully boys and girls   From the ashes of a poison world      All the news that's fit to print   In poison pen and tabloid ink   Tits and arse, bring back the birch   Then take the children off to church      Miles and miles of cheesy smiles   In churches and cathedrals   Won't feed the cold and needy child   And put an end to evil      It's elementary my dear Watson   From the pistol and the smoke   The Jetsam and The Flotsam   Are the victims of a cruel and stupid joke