Once again, I´m in trouble with my only friend She is papering the windowpanes She is putting on a smile Living in a glasshouse
And once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens Think of all the starving millions Don´t talk politics and don´t throw stones Your royal highnesses
Well of course I´d like to sit around and chat Well of course I´d like to stay and chew the fat Well of course I´d like to sit around and chat But someone´s listening in
Once again we are hungry for a lynching That´s a strange mistake to make You should turn the other cheek Living in a glasshouse
Well of course I´d like to sit around and chat Well of course I´d like to stay and chew the fat
Well of course I´d like to sit around and chat Only only only only only only only only only only... There´s someone listening in