[Vocal (Canadian) - Brad Roberts

Vocal (British) - Joe Jackson

Bassoon (American) - Judy LeClair]



Give me a Bud and a slice

And leave me alone

If I want your advice

I'll ask ya

They tell me caviar's nice

But I wouldn't know

So what's it to you

Who needs your airs

And your micro-brews



Look at the sun

See how it hangs

So still in the sky



Give me the new TV Guide

And get off the phone

Go on and take sides

Not my problem

Waiting for worlds to collide

In the comfort of home

They say Lucifer's free

What shall we do

Don't ask me



But it's not like I never go beyond these walls

I've got culture! I go to the movies

Last week, saw the new Tarantino

Starring, shit, what's that guy's name again?

You know the scene where they put the blow torch to his balls

Bloody brilliant

My daughter threw up, she didn't understand

I told her, it's just like the Beano

It's not real

And if it was... well, so what?!

C'mon, lighten up!

Let's all lighten up



Give me a Bud and a slice

And leave out the book

I've got one of those

Thank you

As for the guru you prize

He might be a crook

And L.A.'s so hot

Still, I might go

Or might not



Look at the sun

See how it hangs

So still in the sky