Lay here under bombast and gloom a parade of ghouls marches by Headed down to Nero's tomb raising flags and burning rights ♪ Warm yourself by a God-made fire pinocchio with spinning eyes Laugh aloud under bomb-lit skies a victim's smile never lies You have always lived you life like a joke with no time What you gonna do about it until you get the punch line right? ♪ On the cliff above stormy waves can't decide to climb or drown Up is folly and down disgrace Under thumbs over written the ladder is poison have to Find a new way around ♪ What you gonna do about it? What you gonna do about it? What you gonna do about it? What you gonna do about it?