Well Mine Are Okay…

Well, it’s right there at the top of the Sunday Times, big emblazoned words for big emblazoned crimes And no one seems to give a shit about it Why should we give a shit about this? It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me It doesn’t touch me, It never touches me It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me The violence is rather obscene But I only care about me Hey, hey, what’s on the news today? A hospital bombed? 40 families sobbed, well mine are okay. So no one seems to give a shit about it Why should we give a shit about this? It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me It doesn’t touch me, It never touches me It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me The violence is rather obscene But I only care about me Won’t somebody think of the children! No not those children, the ones at home. There’s too many? Well maybe kids these days shouldn’t be doing things they aren’t ready for. What do you mean they didn’t know better? We told them not to, no they didn’t need to know why. They need their innocence, protect their innocence! No! Not those fucking kids! They weren’t born into the right innocence! It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me (It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me) It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me (It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me) It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me It doesn’t touch me, It never touches me It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me The violence is rather obscene It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me It doesn’t touch me, It never touches me It doesn’t matter to me, it doesn’t matter to me The violence is rather obscene But I only care about me