Sitting in my own Baazar
Never made it to
The Avenue of Stars
Winking at a dead head
Try to get away
The door becomes a jar
And everyone stares

I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind at all
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind at all

Listen to the man rave on
Telling tall tales of the new Satyricon
Serve it up till it's done
Tongues are salivating
Wrapping round the Sun
And so it goes on

I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind at all
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind

Now every one knows

That I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind at all
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind at all
I really don't mind
I really don't mind
I really don't mind at all