I don't mean to interrupt you
I see you've had a few
I just want to understand you
Before I go to war with you
Like why you get so scared
Of the fragile weak and weird
We're a nation in reverse
Trapped inside your hearse
And we're all f*cking morons
Don't you know it's true
We're all f*cking morons
My finger's pointing straight at you
To all of Thatcher's children
You can't take your gold with you
And all the shops have closed
There's just tombstones on the road
And everywhere there's warnings
Don't reject the Corbyns
We're bystanders of disaster, liberal spectators, box set inhalers
We're all f*cking morons
Don't you know it's true
We're all f*cking morons
My finger's pointing straight at you
Dismantled piece by piece
By the joyless and the nasty
By the privileged and the greedy
The dumb inherit nothing
Except the air between their screams
Take the blame for your own f*ck ups
You let them do this to you
And we're all f*cking morons
Safe and lazy in your hives
And we're all f*cking morons
Insomniac sterile lives
We're all f*cking morons
My finger's straight at you
The real cause is
We're all f*cking morons
Don't you realize