This song's made up, it's second rate
Cosmetic music, powderpuff
Pop tunes, false rhymes, all lightweight bluffs
Second-hand ideas, no soul, no hate
Wasn't meant to be
Built [bad word] 
The nightmares ride away
When you refuse to play 
Oh go and read a book
It's so much more worthwhile
Being a song-smith crook
Study death in style
Death in style 
This language used is all worn out
walking corpse that won't play dead
Disease dragged on from bed to bed
Pay for your twist, pay for your shout
Wasn't meant to be
Built [bad word] 
Open your eyes and see
That lie is not for we 
Raise a rope and a knife
Cutting out the lie
I don't want to decay
Take the short cut way
Oh go and read a book
It's so much more worthwhile
Being a songsmith crook
Study death in style
Study death in style 
Heard you calling through the [bad word] 
Answered with sticks and bones
Scream and shout and dance about the campfire
Can you hear the question, can you feel the reply 
Heard you calling through the [bad word] 
Heard you calling through the [bad word] 
Can you hear the question, feel the reply
Can you hear the question, feel the reply
Hymn from a village
The hymn from a village