Mickey Mouse is dead
Got kicked in the head
Cos people got too serious
They planned out what they said

They couldn't take the fantasy
They tried to accept reality
Analyzed the laughs
Cos pleasure comes in halves

The purity of comedy
They had to take it seriously
Changed the words around
Tried to make it look profound

The comedian is on stage
Pisstaking for a wage
The critics think he's great
But the laughter turns to hate

Mickey Mouse is on T.V.
And the kids stare at the screen
But the pictures are all black and white
And the words don't mean a thing

Cos Mummy's got no money
And Daddy is in jail
He couldn't afford the license
She couldn't afford the bail

The kids out in the road
Their minds have all gone cold
Cos Mickey Mouse is dead
They shot him through the head

With ignorance and scorn
They believed in something new
They read the papers watched the films
And they thought they knew the truth

But reality deceives
Whatever you believe
There's always another idea
And theirs is based on fear

The fear of being sussed
For what you really are
The fear of being laughed at
When you go too far

They call it paranoia
You can laugh it away
Until you come to realize
That everyone's the same

People hide their problems
Under faces of contempt
They hide them 'til it kills them
And no one is exempt

Not even you
Look what you done to Mickey Mouse