It's a beautiful world If you've been lied to By parents and priests The vain and the tired Somehow we live here This Babel of flesh Every man standing On another man's back Let this be a call to arms At the changing of the avante garde Nothing in this world No no no no no Nothing in this world No no no no no Is beautiful Anywhere ever We're all on tv It's the world's excuse For being disfigured And lying to you The program is unending The channel is unchanged The lucky retire To an earlier grave Let this be a call to arms At the changing of the avante garde Nothing in this world No no no no no Nothing in this world No no no no no Is beautiful Anywhere ever