A curse upon the vulgar classes
The Philistines and slack-jawed masses
Addicted to football and giant cars
A plague upon the house of Jones
And Smith a plague upon their bones
They only want news on weather and the Stars
Philistine Philistine victorious
And your world banal and glorious
Too much butter and easy living
No challenge makes the ego rot
You think this is the good life but it’s not
You think you’re taking but you’re giving
I don’t know why I try to save
a terminal culture from an early grave
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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