McDonald's means more to me than any pseudo political party
Paralysed in global consumerism :
Happy meals, happy meals, happy meals, and Big Macs
Do anything, you can't do anything
Do anything, you can't do anything
Do anything, you can't do anything
But die inside this pretty mushroom cloud
We, today, see golden arches
Not Union Jacks, this country killed that
Patriot of quarter pounder with cheese
Instinctively destroying to save a fiver
Do anything, you can't do anything
Do anything, you can't do anything
Do anything, you can't do anything
But die inside this pretty mushroom cloud
Live in fear of world war three, they dropped your bomb so long ago
Politics is now a vague recollection of aging men in stars and name-tags
So we're burning, you're burning, we're burning, we're burning
Do anything, you can't do anything
Do anything, you can't do anything
Do anything, you can't do anything
But die inside this pretty mushroom cloud.