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