What was I thinking, what was I thinking What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking It's going one time, it's going two times Sold to the gent who wears the stunned expression As I took it off their hands A five pound note was changing hands As I took it off their hands I had plans, I had plans
CHORUS: Now that I own the BBC What am I supposed to do with this thing Now that I own the BBC What am I supposed to make of this thing All this power, all this glory All these DJs and all these lorries What was I thinking, what was I thinking What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking Hey Rupert Murdoch, help me out I'm flying blind, I'm flying blind You know the way to lay things out For the refined and unrefined
CHORUS Hey Ted Turner, help me out I'm flying blind, I'm flying blind You know the way to work things out To colorize and still feel fine
CHORUS Make of it what you will, make of it what you will Make of it what you will, make of it what you will Should we go brighter, should we go lighter Should we go whiter, go left or righter What was I thinking, what was I thinking I wasn't drinking, what could I have been thinking
CHORUS Make of it what you will, make of it what you willTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
