1977 and we are going mad It`s 1977 and we`ve seen too many ads 1977 and we`re gonna show them all That apathy`s a drag
My mind is like a plastic bag That corresponds to all those ads It sucks up all the rubbish That is fed in through by ear I eat Kleenex for breakfast And use soft hygienic Weetabix To dry my tears
My mind is like a switchboard With crossed and tangled lines Contented with confusion That is plugged into my head I don`t know what`s going on It`s the operator`s job, not mine I said
My dreams I daren`t remember Or tell you what I`ve seen I`ve dreamt that I was Hitler The ruler of the sea The ruler of the universe The ruler of the supermarket And even fatalistic me
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