The World Is Full of Crashing Bores

You must be wondering how The boy next door turned out Have a care, but don't stare Because he's still there Lamenting policewomen, policemen Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores They who wish to hurt you Work within the law This world is full, oh So full of crashing bores And I must be one 'Cause no one ever turns to me to say "Take me in your arms Take me in your arms and love me" You must be wondering how The boy next door turned out Have a care and say a prayer Because he's still there Lamenting policewomen, policemen, Silly women, taxmen, uniformed whores Educated criminals work within the law This world is full So full of crashing bores And I must be one 'Cause no one ever turns to me to say "Take me in your arms Take me in your arms and love me And love me" What really lies Beyond the constraints of my mind? Could it be the sea With fate mooning back at me? No, it's just more lock-jawed pop-stars Thicker than pig-shit Nothing to convey So scared to show intelligence It might smear their lovely career This world, I am afraid, Is designed for crashing bores I am not one I am not one You don't understand You don't understand And yet you can Take me in your arms and love me, love me And love me Take me in your arms and love me, love me, love me Take me in your arms and love me Take me in your arms and love me Would you do, would you do what you should do?