Entertainment overnight

Goodness Gracious is there nothing left to say?

When the ones that get to keep looking

are the ones that look away

It's pabulum for the sleepers

in the cult of brighter days

Goodness Gracious at the mercy of the crooks

We're broke and stroking vegetables

and there's way too many cooks

In every pot a pink slip, In every mouth a hook

Goodness Gracious I'm not listening anymore

Cause the spooks are in the White House

and they've justified a war

So wake me when they notify

we're gonna fight some more

Goodness Gracious not many people care

Concern is getting scarcer

true compassion really rare

I can see it on our faces. I can feel it in the air

Goodness Gracious me.

Goodness Gracious my generation's lost

They burned down all our bridges

before we had a chance to cross

Is it the winter of our discontent or just an early frost?

Goodness Gracious of apathy I sing

The baby boomers had it all and wasted everything

Now recess is almost over

and they won't get off the swing

Goodness Gracious we came in at the end

No sex that isn't dangerous, no money left to spend

We're the cleanup crew for parties

we were too young to attend

Goodness Gracious me.

Goodness Gracious my grandma used to say

The world's a scary place now,

things were different in her day

What horrors will be commonplace

when my hair starts to grey?