There's soldiers starting outside in the rain,
Sometimes I wish they got stuck in guitars.
And is the TV going - is the TV gonna go?
Noises in the floor, and above, and below.
And is the TV going, is the TV gonna go?
Crisis situation 'cos of crises below.

Gonna stage an intervention, need some money for the show.
Gonna wash their faces with blood and snow.

I found out about the mouse,
The situation was dire,
So we burnt the house.
Looking at the flames and newsreel columns,
Who would've thought ambitions could be profound?

If I hadn't known someone like you.