When you've been watching the world die all day
And channel hopping won't make it go away
Put on your shoes come and share the blues with me
This skinny swollen kiddie covered in flies
His dinner stolen by the government, dies
A cash collection will be organised
You see,
This is reality
I'm sorry dear
To be the spoilsports personality for another year
War is just a hobby for the selfish few
Busy bodies who ve got nothing else to do
I would get these cheap skates off the ice for you
If I could
But this is reality I'm so sorry dear
To be the spoilsports personality for another year
Writer(s): James Neil Morrison, Leslie George Carter
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