On the news today I heard
That there's a sequence of events about to unfold
On the radio I learnt
That there's a silence among the lips, of those never heard
Oh how, how I pity you
Who comes within an inch of making something
that is called a difference in this world
How I pity you
Who never mind the consequences
Dig up your own grave to follow through
For my television I crave
To bear witness to an image of something greater
With those famous magazines
I ripped up every page I could before I began to read
Oh how I pity the fool
Who comes within an inch of making something
that is called a difference in this world
How I pity you
Who never mind the consequences
Dig up your own grave to follow through
Through, through
Oh how, how I pity you, how I pity you,
how I pity you, how do I appear to you
Who comes within an inch of making something
that is called a difference in this world
How I pity you
On the news today