Sentimental creeps and cops
Congressmen and debutants
Wander up and down the avenue
They don't know the world's a bore
Everything's been done before
And I'm so tired; change is overdue

I tried god, but God's a fake
Whitewash fathers on the make
And I don't need a pedophile with pew

I tried sex, but sex is dumb
Rub some bits and wait to come
Staring at the ceiling is a drag


And it's blah, blah, blah on the radio
blah, blah, blah on remote control
blah, blah, blah on the tv too
blah, blah, blah means nothing new
blah, blah, blah for me and blah for you
blah, blah, blah