Blue Arse

We've got the greenest people working on this Dragging their little feet and their thick yellow hides As we rush head first into tomorrow's world But something must have happened to my antenna I hope it's clean I hope it's all good stuff HO HO HO Stare into the microwave face to the screen now Come alive to the fat beetle humming 'Deceive the world' Reach out to crush it through asbestos gloves But something must have happened to my antenna I'vе gone through a hole in the sky, byе bye now Rats eat the burger cartons Experiment on themselves out of boredom Big black bluebottle flies on fuel Tiny wings and bloody gut Let’s call that fly “[?]” Whistle wind of doubt through cracks in scientist’s mind The baggage is invisible and it’s latched on behind As we rush feet first into tomorrow’s world But something must have happened to my antenna I’m getting hooked on harmful side effects Pull their wings off!