You bring me fine champagne, I want lemonade   You offer new philosophies, I like cliché   Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up, dumb it (x3)   Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up      You speak of truth in beauty and I agree   But can’t ignore the draw of what’s nice and cheap   Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up, dumb it (x3)   Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up      We don’t want Mozart or that classical drag   Give us freeze dried pop in a bag   You bring me fine champagne, I want lemonade   You offer new philosophies, I like cliché   Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up, dumb it (x3)   Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up      We don’t want nothing that’s too testy or quick   Give us freeze dried pop on a stick   Cos I’ve got such a short attention span   We don’t want Mozart or that old Ludwig Van   Give us freeze dried pop in a can   Cos I’ve got such a short attention span   I don’t really stand a chance in the grand plan   If anyone can beat it out of me, you can