Well they sent back all the bodies

Who were looking really hopeless

Well it didn't seem that callous

Till they stopped you in your flow

She's surrounded by her wardens

And they're looking really nervous

All about the man from reuters

Here to nullify your glow



Everything you say will destroy you - anyway

Everything you say will come haunt you

Round each corner

Everything you say will destroy you



Well you may think that you're buddha

Lying on a mound of ashes

You were mentioned in the postscript of

Dispatches anyway

And the majors really nervous

When he's walking round the airport

You know your master's card is marked

Your upstart charge is cool and smart



Your unwanted suitor

Leaves his things around your home

He's marking out his territory

He's pissing on your ansaphone

Well you may think that you're buddha

Lying on a mound of ashes

You were mentioned in dispatches

In the postscript anyway