Lyrics
Oh good morning, love
You know the army's here
And they're mowing us down
For our entertainment
A little cash in hand (for our entertainment)
A little hush, hush, hush (for our entertainment)
A little homicide (ooh)
For our entertainment
A little Berlin bands
A little whisky crush (for our entertainment)
A little fucking in pairs (ooh)
For our entertainment
Oh I do not need, the air that I breathe
The grass in my eyes, the moon at my feet
If I could contain, the function to breathe
Then I would be fine
With just a little entertainment
Oh, a blinding light
Oh, the seraphim's here
And they are singing of love
In their bright arrayment
A little red and blue light (for our entertainment)
A little smash, smash, smash (for our entertainment)
And then they're picking their wings (ooh)
Right up off the pavement
I do not need, the air that I breathe
The blood or the wine, the bread that I eat
If I could contain, the function to breathe
You know that I would be fine
With just a little entertainment
Oh God looked down on earth from in heaven
At the garden's green and the strip mine scars
They thought "I gave them this dirt
I gave them these heavens
And these funny little people
They just fuck around in cars
For my entertainment"
Oh, oh yeah, heaven
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Al Greenwood, Alex Rice, Ben Mack, Henry Young, Oli Dewdney, Robert Knaggs
Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.