When I step out on the street

All the papers speak to me

Telling me about the truth

On Pages



The fish are dying out again

Michael Jackson had a friend

I should not forget to spend

My wages



That’s how everybody knows what everybody knows about

And everybody are the bodies that we know about



2x Refrain:

Where are all the people at?

Someone’s paying for the fat

Why hasn’t it exploded yet?

-	it’s invisible



Obama - showbiz

Jesus- showbiz

Art- showbiz

Democracy – showbiz

Sex- showbiz

Iraq- showbiz

Memories- showbiz

Sophie Hunger- showbiz



I don’t know what it is that there is behind the curtain

But there is something out there burning and it is unspoken



4x Refrain:

Where are all the people at?

Someone’s paying for the fat

Why hasn’t it exploded yet?

-	it’s invisible



Somewhere in the Hindukush lives the greatest poet

Scribbling signs into the dust and we will never know it





(Thanks to robert for these lyrics)