You bring me fine champagne, I want lemonade
You offer new philosophies, I like cliché
Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up, dumb it (x3)
Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up
You speak of truth in beauty and I agree
But can’t ignore the draw of what’s nice and cheap
Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up, dumb it (x3)
Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up
We don’t want Mozart or that classical drag
Give us freeze dried pop in a bag
You bring me fine champagne, I want lemonade
You offer new philosophies, I like cliché
Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up, dumb it (x3)
Let’s dumb it up, dumb it up
We don’t want nothing that’s too testy or quick
Give us freeze dried pop on a stick
Cos I’ve got such a short attention span
We don’t want Mozart or that old Ludwig Van
Give us freeze dried pop in a can
Cos I’ve got such a short attention span
I don’t really stand a chance in the grand plan
If anyone can beat it out of me, you can
