Running around
Running in circles
Deep underground
Combing your hair
Pessaries all gone
New underwear
Nobody knows
What you are doing
Except your Gods
All your fantasies are hidden away
You've got your make-up on thick today
Does Liberace want to come out and play?
Or is she worried what the papers will say?
So you waltz across the stage
On the back of a million slaves
And all the crowds you've always craved
They all think that they've been saved
But now the wires are on the call
And if you stumble you will fall
There's nothing left for you at all
Except to build a great big wall
PUSH THA BUTTON!
Don't push the button!
PUSH THA BUTTON!
Don't push the button!
PUSH THA BUTTON!
Don't push the button!
PUSH THA BUTTON!
Don't push the button!