Have we really dropped that low That we spend our Friday evenings Watching Z-listers making fools of themselves? And about this kinda time, a racial slur or tart opinion Will make a mega-star and gain a fond farewell When did we become a nation of idiots Thinking yogurt has magical properties? I think it's about time we found some self-respect Depth charge The moron revolution Before I explode The media confusion This attitude has got to go, go, go Have we really dropped that low That we spend out lunch break reading About who's dieting, and who's gotten fat And 60 useless things, for 60 hard-earned pence And this is what you've got to say in your defence And now I've got my face On the cover of some fancy magazine The tears and tales of death-threats Are all part of the routine When did we become a nation of idiots Thinking yogurt has magical properties? I think it's about time we found some self-respect Nutrisse doesn't mean nourish And grease ain't the word I'm looking for A consonant Carol, this one's a D for... Depth charge The moron revolution Before I explode The media confusion This attitude has got to go We've reached a stage where fashion dictates And overweight make profit from their mistakes My conscience is a ticking time bomb We need a world where passion negates A statement of our tolerance, where greed depreciates Don't believe what they said Don't believe what you Don't believe what you heard