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Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me
This supermarket life is getting long
What is the heart life of a colour TV?
What is the shelf life of a teenage queen?
Ooh Western woman Ooh Western girl

News hound sniffs the air
When Jessica Hahn goes down
He latches on to that symbol
Of detachment
Attracted by the peeling away of feeling
The celebrity of the abused shell, the belle.
Ooh Western woman
Ooh Western girl

The children of Melrose Strut their stuff
Is absolute zero cold enough
And out in the valley warm and clean
The little ones sit by their TV screens

              ..... No thoughts to think
              ..... No tears to cry

All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath,,,

Bartender what is wrong with me,
Why am I so out of breath?
The captain said, "Excuse me ma'am,
This species has amused itself to death"

Amused itself to death
Amused itself to death

We watched the tragedy unfold;
We did as we were told,
We bought and sold ~
It was the greatest show on earth
But then it was over.
We ooh'd and aah'd
We drove our racing cars!
We ate our last few jars of caviar
And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light ~

Our last hurrah !
Our last hurrah.

And when they found our shadows
Grouped around the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data on their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death

No tears to cry -- no feelings left
This species has amused itself to death