I can see Manson

He's holding me to ransom

Gun to my feet

Now he wants to see me dancing

I can see Mickey Mouse

Sitting on a shrink's couch

Tryin' to cure his hang-up

'Bout screwin' little Minnie Mouse

I can see Madonna

Starin' at a shotgun

Now she doesn't feel so sexc

Now she wants to be a nun

I can see George Best

Tryin' ta give the drink a rest

Now he's down the station

Failin' a blood test



Love is better

Than your nine-to-five's and

You GCSE's

Love is better

Than your HIV or your universities

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah



There goes Elvis

Lookin' for his pelvis

Colonel Tom has dug it up

And put it in for service

Over the hill comes

Huckleberry Hound

Looking full of rabies

And he's heading into town

There goes Kennedy

Lookin' for a remedy

Someone blew his head off

And now he's in a cemetery

Mister Blonde said to Mister Blue

Who's the cop

He said I haven't got a clue



Love is better

Than your nine-to-five's and

You GCSE's

Love is better

Than your HIV or your universities

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Love is better

Than your nine-to-five's and

You GCSE's

Love is better

Than your HIV or your universities

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Love is better

Than your nine-to-five's and

You GCSE's

Love is better

Than your HIV or your universities

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah