Turning on the TV And what do I see? A pageantry Of empty gestures All lined up for me Wow I'd have thought by now We would be Ready to proceed But a tearful hymn To tug the heart And a man-sized wreath Ow Throw it on the fire Throw it in the air Kick it out On the dance-floor Like you Just don't care, oh Give me the sound Wave the palms Steal the alms Fists in the air A motorcade up benign Shows the people That you care Ow Nature abhors a vacuum But what's Between your ears? Your judgement clouded With fearful thoughts A headlights and a deer Ow Throw it on the fire Throw it in the air Kick it out On the dance-floor Like you just don't care Look at what I've found Everybody look around Everybody looking Like they Just don't care, oh Give me the sound Well I'm not deceived by pomp And odious conceit But a tearful hymn To tug the heart And a man-sized wreath-ow Throw it on the fire Throw it in the air Kick it out On the dance-floor Like you just don't care Look at what I've found Everybody look around Everybody looking Like they Just don't care Throw it on the fire Throw it in the air Kick it out On the dance-floor Like you Just don't care, oh Give me the sound Give me the sound Give me the sound