Karaoké Amused to Death Roger Waters

Doctor Doctor what is wrong with me

This supermarket life is getting long

What is the heart life of a color TV

What is the shelf life of a teenage queen

Ooh western woman

Ooh western girl

News hound sniffs the air when Jessica Hahn goes down

He latches on to that symbol of detachment

Attracted by the peeling away of feeling

The celebrity of the abused shell

The Belle

Ooh ooh western woman

Ooh western girl

Ooh western woman

Ooh ooh ooh ooh western girl

And the children on Melrose strut their stuff

Is absolute zero cold enough

And out in the valley warm and clean

The little ones sit by their TV screen

No thoughts to think

No tears to cry

All sucked dry

Down to the very last breath

Bartender what is wrong with me

Why am I so out of breath

The captain said

Excuse me ma'am

This species has amused itself to death

It has amused itself to death

We watched the tragedy unfold

We did as we were told

We bought and sold

It was the greatest show on earth but then it was over

We oohed and aahed

We drove our racing cars

We ate our last few jars of caviar

And somewhere out there in the stars

A keen-eyed lookout spied a flickering light

Our last hurrah

And when they found our shadows grouped around the TV sets

They ran down every lead

They repeated every test

They checked out all the data on their lists

And then

The alien anthropologists admitted they were still perplexed

But on eliminating every other reason for our sad demise

They logged the only explanation left

This species has amused itself to death

No tears to cry

No feelings left

This species has amused itself to death

Amused itself to death

Amused itself to death

Amused itself to death

Amused itself to death

Amused itself to death