Diminish the grimace and put me back in power babe
Replenish the menace and make sure he's a heavy weight
Feed that little tyrant grapes
Feed that little tyrant grapes

Yeah

(The media is laughing gas)×4
The media is laughing gas ×4

So you write another song about war
Because it's tried and tried and troubadour-ed
And so you write another song about her
But tell me really was it worth?

(The media is laughing gas)×4
The media is laughing gas ×4

Cause the south hates the north
So I hate you of course
And the hate's back and forth
Like my face hates my nose and yeah
The drummer speaks in morse code
The drummer speaks in morse code

So give me blue eyes
So people care when I cry
Like I want an out
Like I feel ashamed yeah
Trapped inside a hardened brain
Trapped inside a hardened brain
You say it's all doom and gloom
But it's just not that bad
So let's repaint your room
And then I'll call you a cab

You say it's all doom and gloom
Man this place is a drag
So lets repaint my room
And then I'll draw you a bath

The media is laughing gas