Amused To Death
Doctor, doctor, what is wrong with meThis supermarket life is getting longWhat is the heart life of a color tvWhat is the shelf life of a teenage queen
Oooh western woman, oooh western girl
News hound sniffs the air, when Jessica Hahn goes downHe latches on to that symbol of detachmentAttracted by the peeling away of feelingThe celebrity of the abused shell, the belle
Oooh western woman, oooh western girlOooh western woman, oooh western girl
And the children of Melrose strut their stuffIs absolute zero cold enoughAnd out in the valley, warm and cleanThe little ones sit by their TV screenNo thoughts to think, no tears to cryAll sucked dry, down to the very last breatheBartender what is wrong with me,Why am i so out of breatheThe captain said excuse me ma'amThe species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to deathIt has amused itself to deathAmused itself to death
We watched a tragedy unfoldWe did as we were toldWe bought and soldIt was the greatest show on earthBut then it was overWe ohhed and awedWe drove our racing carsWe ate our last few jars of caviarAnd somewhere out there in the starsA keen eyed look outSpied a flickering lightOur last hurrahOur last hurrahAnd when they found our shadowsGrouped round the TV setsThey ran down every leadThey repeated every testThey checked out all the data on their listAnd then the alien anthropologistAdmitted they were still perplexedBut on eliminating every other reasonFor our sad demiseThey logged the only explanation leftThis species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry, no feelings leftThe species has amused itself to deathAmused itself to death
[[Alf Razzell:] "Years later, I saw Bill Hubbard's name on the memorial to the missing at Aras. And I...when I saw his name I was absolutely transfixed; it was as though he...he was now a human being instead of some sort of nightmarish memory of how I had to leave him, all those years ago. And I felt relieved, and ever since then I've felt happier about it, because always before, whenever I thought of him, I said to myself, 'Was there something else that I could have done?' [ "I'd rather die, I'd rather die..."] And that always sort of worried me. And having seen him, and his name in the register - as you know in the memorials there's a little safe, there's a register in there with every name - and seeing his name and his name on the memorial; it sort of lightened my...heart, if you like." [donna:] "When was it that you saw his name on the memorial?" [Alf:] "Ah, when I was eighty-seven, that would be the year, ninete...eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four."]