Turning on the TV
And what do I see?
A pageantry
Of empty gestures
All lined up for me
Wow
I'd have thought by now
We would be
Ready to proceed
But a tearful hymn
To tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath
Ow

Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out
On the dance-floor
Like you
Just don't care, oh
Give me the sound

Wave the palms
Steal the alms
Fists in the air
A motorcade up benign
Shows the people
That you care
Ow
Nature abhors a vacuum
But what's
Between your ears?
Your judgement clouded
With fearful thoughts
A headlights and a deer
Ow

Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out
On the dance-floor
Like you just don't care
Look at what I've found

Everybody look around
Everybody looking
Like they
Just don't care, oh
Give me the sound

Well
I'm not deceived by pomp
And odious conceit
But a tearful hymn
To tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath-ow

Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out
On the dance-floor
Like you just don't care
Look at what I've found
Everybody look around
Everybody looking
Like they
Just don't care

Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out
On the dance-floor
Like you
Just don't care, oh
Give me the sound
Give me the sound
Give me the sound