I give a hoot, but I still pollute I don't know what's the matter with me I won't kill, but I think I'd shoot if it meant whether or not I'd be free I give a hoot, but I still pollute I don't know what's the matter with me I won't kill, but I think I'd shoot if it meant whether or not I'd be free simulated sympathy in a world full of pain it's each for his own if there's something to gain I've got my own problems, it's hard to care there's just more death than I can bear so I fly my flag at half mast big, black clouds hanging over me my days are always overcast burnt out buildings return my stare but I must hang on though the sea is dead I must hold on someone said I must go on though young men die I must push on but I can't remember why I give a hoot, but I still pollute I don't know what's the matter with me I won't kill, but I think I'd shoot if it meant whether or not I'd be free I give a hoot, but I still pollute I don't know what's the matter with me I won't kill, but I think I'd shoot if it meant whether or not I'd be free simulated sympathy in a world full of pain it's each for his own if there's something to gain I've got my own problems, it's hard to care there's just more death than I can bear so I fly my flag at half mast big, black clouds hanging over me my days are always overcast burnt out buildings return my stare but I must hang on though the sea is dead I must hold on someone said I must go on though young men die I must push on but I can't remember why