Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
It died an ugly death by back-catalogue
And now you know it gets you nowhere
And now you know, you realize
Oh no, pop is dead, it just gave up
We raised the dead, but they won't stand up
And radio has salmonella
And now you know you're gonna die

He left this message for us

So what? Pop is dead, it's no great loss
So many facelifts, his face flew off
The emperor really has no clothes on
And his skin is peeling off
Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
One final line of coke to Jack him off
Jack him off

He left this message for us
He left this message for us
(You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! Dead, dead, dead! You're dead! You're dead!)
He left this message for us