Yearning, keep them burning, keep them earning
Someone's got to pay for all these televisions
There's children singing and church bells ringing
And people skipping merrily to work and dreaming, and dreamingFor maybe, you'll wind up crazy, and when you're drinking
You may start thinking that you're stupid and you're lazy
Well, just keep earning, keep on yearning
And you will believe there are no Gods and monsters
Gods and monstersSo free of contradictions, no dereliction
There are no Gods and monsters
So useless and so pretty and so good
So pretty and so good, Gods and monstersNow have I got you watching
For all the Gods and monsters?
A sitting, reclining in the back row of your mind
I think that's what you'll findYes, there are Gods and monsters
Yes, there are Gods and monsters
Yes, there are Gods and monsters