Testo: Leatherface. Dog Disco. Diddly Squat.

For years I diddled off the BBC
And for years I did diddley squat a lot and for what
There was never enough and nothing I'd want that much
That I'd give up a bottle of what
And now there's C Beebies and the CBBC
And the bear in the big blue house consumes me
And for years I've tried to see the world as a child
And now I see a child as the world
La lai la la la li
Li lai li la la la li
Lai li la la la li
Lai li la la la li lai
An upside down face that kills me and the human race
Face a third world war and just how far can they go
Before they mass destruct before they self destruct
Before they blame you again
And for years I've ranted on about what I don't know what
And in one childs eyes I see everything I've ever seen
And I said diddly squat a lot but what have I gained from it
La lai la la la li
Li lai li la la la li
Lai li la la la li lai
Li la la la li lai
The rhythm of the dance on your colour tv
Or the scrapyard of romance and the dulcet tones so heavenly
In the middle lies diddly squat but what
A lot of squatters there are on your plot of land
And when the shit hits the fan or you shit the bed
In the van ever so humbly ever so
Eyes like pigeon pies suicidal cider dance
You're better dead than red
I wonder what it was so bad about it
La la la li
Li lai li la la la li
Lai li la la la li lai
Li la la la li lai
Li la la la li lai
Li la la la li lai