Dull dull dull your lives are oh so dull 
you stay inside your sealed house 
and cower like a frightened mouse 
dull dull dull, your lives are oh so dull 
You sit inside your bunkers with filters all around  
what kind of a life is that when you spend it underground  
You never venture outdoors you always stay inside  
what kind of a life is that when all you do is hide  
Dull dull dull, your lives are oh so dull   
"Oh my aching back, someone help me please"  
Young young young, how stupid are the young  
brick could fall upon your head 
we'd rather stay indoors instead  
Young young young, so foolish are the young  
Dead dead dead, you spend your lives in bed  
You stay inside and shake with fear 
should a nasty [bad word] near
dead dead dead, we'll take that chance instead  
You never watch a sunset, or see the light of day  
what kind of a life is that when you keep it locked away.  
You've [bad word] pathetic shadows of what once you were...hmmm  
What kind if a life is that ten thousand years with her  
Dead dead dead, we'd rather live instead  
Young young young, how foolish are the young  
brick could fall and crack your skull 
we're better off by being dull   
young young young, we do not [bad word] the young  
Dull dull dull, you are extremely dull   
Why should we except your lot 
to stay inside and slowly rot   
dull dull dull, we'd rather crack our skulls