R.E.M.

Turning on the TV and what do I see?
A pageantry of empty gestures all lined up for me – wow!
I'd have thought by now we would be ready to proceed
But a tearful hymn to tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath – ow!
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, oh
Give me some
Wave the palms, still the arms, fists in the air
A motorcade of a night-string(?) shows the people that you care – ow!
Nature abhors a vacuum but what's between your ears?
Your judgement cluttered with fearful thoughts
A headlights and a deer – ow!
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, oh
Give me some
Riff1
Well I'm not deceived by pomp and odious conceit
But a tearful hymn to tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath-ow!
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, oh
Look at what I've found
Everybody look around
Everybody looking like they just don't care
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, oh
Give me some
Give me some
Give me some