I don't mean to interrupt you
I see you've had a few
I just want to understand you
Before I go to war with you

Like why you get so scared
Of the fragile weak and weird
We're a nation in reverse
Trapped inside your hearse

And we're all fucking morons
Don't you know it's true
We're all fucking morons
My finger's pointing straight at you

To all of Thatcher's children
You can't take your gold with you
And all the shops have closed
There's just tombstones on the road

And everywhere there's warnings
Don't reject the Corbyns
We're bystanders of disaster, liberal spectators, box set inhalers

We're all fucking morons
Don't you know it's true
We're all fucking morons
My finger's pointing straight at you

Dismantled piece by piece
By the joyless and the nasty
By the privileged and the greedy
The dumb inherit nothing

Except the air between their screams
Take the blame for your own fuck ups
You let them do this to you
And we're all fucking morons
Safe and lazy in your hives

And we're all fucking morons
Insomniac sterile lives
We're all fucking morons
My finger's straight at you
The real cause is We're all fucking morons
Don't you realize