There are people going hungry every day. They’ve got nothing on their plates. And you’re filling your fat face with every different kind of cake. And if you ever go lardy or go lame. I will drop you straight away. That’s the price you have to pay. For every stupid thing you say. There are people going lonely and they’ll stay. Lonely fay into the year. Because you’re making blinkers fashionable. And fashionably you’ll say. All is equal in love and war and. I’m sorry but I’ve got some things to do. And you pretend to read a book you’ll never finish till the day. That the author dedicates it. To a century of fakers. They took your mould and they burned it on the fire in history today. Yeah the author dedicates it. To a century of fakers. He was an anarchist he tried his best but it wasn’t good enough. Did I say I would see you soon?. Well I’m sorry but I just came off my bike. And my face is scarred. And chance has barred me seeing you tonight. I was over the other side of the city. And if the truth be known I’d say. That you look great from there before you shaved your golden hair today. Everybody’s trying to make us. Another century of fakers. They took you mould and burned it on the fire of history today. Everybody’s trying to make us. Another cool decade of fakers. Another century of fakers.