'ey you, standing there, what you got to stare at?   I'm not shy if your beady little eyes abuse me like some mishap   Cackling laughter behind your hand, you're so funny, you're so bland   Here's the thing you can't understand: You are just a programme   You're a programme, you're a programme   (Programme, programme, programme, programme)      Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Your silliest smile      'ey you, standing there, better get some clothes on   Do as you're told, growing old, and read your daily poison   Skeletons locked in the closeted mind, locked in tight, for no one to find   See the blind, lead the blind, gotta be cruel to be kind   Who is mind-blind, who is mind-blind   (Mind-blind, mind-blind, mind-blind, mind-blind)      Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Your silliest smile      You are a programme, you are a programme      Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Your silliest smile      Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Give me an inch, and I'll take me a mile   Give me the distance from your supercilious smile   Your silliest smile