words and music by Joe Jackson)



I'm gonna rant and rave

I'm gonna lose control if they get me mad

I'm staring at the TV screen

They're staring right back

I got a bottle in my hand

I think I'll blow them up



I'm gonna weep and wail

I'm gonna gnash my teeth

At the lies they tell

And half the people in the world

Don't even know where they are

Don't even know they're being had

I'm gonna wake them up



Believe me you'll find

That everything's rotten

From bottom to top through and through

All gold is just glitter

All gains are ill-gotten

But now what the hell do we do...



I'm gonna scream and shout

I'm gonna stamp my feet

'Til a policeman comes

I don't care what they say

Don't care what they write down

Book of rules or Book of life

I'm gonna tear them up



Now who wants to be just

A bug that they trample

Well you see what has happened of course

'Cause instead of using the force of example

Now it's just the example of force...



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by Almo Music Corp. (ASCAP