Karaoké Doesn't Really Matter Platinum Blonde

He's a fascist

It's been a hard day in the city

It affects you in the most peculiar way

Ah dull day don't seem pretty

We've said all that ah there is to say

And if you were to ask me questions

You don't really want to know

Your concern is just for show

Just for sho-o-o-ow

Your name's a number

Just press a button

Your memories lost but they've ah not forgotten

They try to break our

Our lust for passion

They try to tell us that it's ah not in fashion

And if you were to ask me questions

Ah what are we fighting for

We're just breaking down the door

It doesn't really matter

I've been through this all before

It doesn't really matter

Heh

They fight in England and Northern Ireland

The police they try to hold us still

They can bleed us and they can feed us but you know they'll never control our will

And if you were to ask that question

Oh what are we fighting for

We're just breaking down the door

It doesn't really matter

I've been through this all before

It doesn't really matter to me

It doesn't really matter

I've been through this all before

It doesn't really matter to me

It doesn't really matter oh

It doesn't really matter

It doesn't really matter

It doesn't really matter

No no

It doesn't really matter

At all

It doesn't really matter

At all

It doesn't really matter

It doesn't matter to me

It doesn't really matter

Ma ma ma

It doesn't really matter

Ah ah ah ow

It doesn't really matter

No no no

It doesn't really matter

Ma ma ma mo mo mo

It doesn't really matter

Uh no

It doesn't really matter

It doesn't really matter

Matter, matter, matter

Matter, matter, matter, matter

Matter, matter, matter, matter

Matter, matter

Matter