Mr. Officer

Nobody needs to tell

no sign of taste, no fear, no smell

a sort of clash

you won't expect in slow-mo

no show, no flow, you know

you're acting like a slow-poke

got it obsolete

just break it to the beat

can't give the folks a lead

somebody call me, please

uphold obscenity

it's on your telly screen

and god will save the queen

just give me what I need

speed up till the automatic pilot will take control

bang your head!

they say it's crashing your career

without a clue I got in here

is this a place i come across some old bloke

no hope, no slope

got a standing like a bold oak

no credibility

for some specific need

this is how it's meant to be

so you're nice to me

hey mr. officer

i got an upper seat

please mr. officer

just give me what i need

speed up till the automatic pilot will take control

bang your head