Dull dull dull your lives are oh so dull
You stay inside your sealed house
And cower like a frightened mouse
Dull dull dull, your lives are oh so dull
You sit inside your bunkers with filters all around
What kind of a life is that
When you spend it underground?
You never venture outdoors you always stay inside
What kind of a life is that
When all you do is hide?
Dull dull dull, your lives are oh so dull
"Oh my aching back, someone help me please"
Young young young, how stupid are the young
A brick could fall upon your head
we'd rather stay indoors instead
Young young young, so foolish are the young
Dead dead dead, you spend your lives in bed
You stay inside and shake with fear
should a nasty germ come near
dead dead dead, we'll take that chance instead
You never watch a sunset, or see the light of day
what kind of a life is that
when you keep it locked away.
You've become pathetic shadows
of what once you were...hmmm
What kind if a life is that ten thousand years with her
Dead dead dead, we'd rather live instead
Young young young, how foolish are the young
A brick could fall and crack your skull
we're better off by being dull
young young young, we do not trust the young
Dull dull dull, you are extremely dull
Why should we except your lot
to stay inside and slowly rot
dull dull dull, we'd rather crack our skulls
