I give a hoot, but I still polluteI don’t know what’s the matter with meI won’t kill, but I think I’d shootIf it meant whether or not I’d be freeI give a hoot, but I still polluteI don’t know what’s the matter with meI won’t kill, but I think I’d shootIf it meant whether or not I’d be freeSimulated sympathy in a world full of painIt’s each for his own if there’s something to gainI’ve got my own problems, it’s hard to careThere’s just more death than I can bearSo I fly my flag at half mastBig, black clouds hanging over meMy days are always overcastBurnt out buildings return my stareBut I must hang on though the sea is deadI must hold on someone saidI must go on though young men dieI must push on but I can’t rember whyI give a hoot, but I still polluteI don’t know what’s the matter with meI won’t kill, but I think I’d shootIf it meant whether or not I’d be freeI give a hoot, but I still polluteI don’t know what’s the matter with meI won’t kill, but I think I’d shootIf it meant whether or not I’d be freeSimulated sympathy in a world full of painIt’s each for his own if there’s something to gainI’ve got my own problems, it’s hard to careThere’s just more death than I can bearSo I fly my flag at half mastBig, black clouds hanging over meMy days are always overcastBurnt out buildings return my stareBut I must hang on though the sea is deadI must hold on someone saidI must go on though young men dieI must push on but I can’t rember why