We watch the telly and we listen to the radioWe read the paper, we talk about it laterPop magazines have lost the grip of us it seemsOur hearts belong to certain songs while they have to tumble onWhen I think of you who write all those poor reviewsThe thought that comes to my mind isn't of the gentle kindAnd the lyrics you write while you're home on the floorNever, everOpens up any doorKicked out of the bandA voice they couldn't standBut you smile, you grinCause you know in the endYou'll write the whole thing downWhat's your opinion?What do you prefer?America or England?Oasis or blood?Next week a different mixBut their signature's the sameI don't wanna hear itI've lost my listening spiritAnd the lyrics you writeWhile you're home on the floorNever, everOpens up any doorWe watch the telly andWe listen to the radioWe read the paper, we talk and argue laterWe're a sensible peopleWe have our reasons to doubtThat the latest offerIs always the best thing outAnd the lyrics you writeWhile you're home on the floorNever, everOpens up any doorKicked out of the bandA voice they couldn't standBut you smile, you grinCause you know in the endYou'll write the whole thing downWhat's your opinion?And the lyrics you writeWhile you're home on the floorNever, everOpens up any doorWe listen to the paper, we talk and argue laterWe listen to the paper, we talk and argue laterWhat's your opinion?I don't wanna hear itI just don't careWhat's your opinion?Why would you Wu ae like this?Like this?Oh yes!Bok concerts!We'll be right back.