Lyrics

The World might be a right old mess
But I must confess that I couldn't care less
The press is obsessed with news of distress
It's a clear face here to make us feel blessed
If they use it to opress or to make us feel blessed
Fact of the matter is I don't care
about the tragedies out there
The things that they say
don't make a difference either way
I cannot despair
I'm just ten years old you can tell me bout dilemas
but I'll treat them like a joke
I'm just ten years old
All I care about is TV and coke
My brother's stressed because of people with breasts
But I couldn't care less about the sexually repressed
Poverty paedophiles and playing chess
I cannot begin to comprehend
Ignorance is bliss and I have no scars to mend
Fact of the matter is I don't care about the tragedies out there
The things that they say
don't make a difference either way
I cannot despair
I'm just ten years old you can tell me bout dilemas
but I'll treat them like a joke
I'm just ten years old
All I care about is TV and coke
My life might be a right old mess
But I must confess that I couldn't care less
I may take everything in excess
There are problems that I don't wish to address
I have feelings that I don't wish to express
I'm just twenty years old
you remind me about dilemas
but I'll treat them like a joke
I'm just twenty years old
it doesn't matter how much money I make
I'll always be broke
I'm just twenty years old
you can confront me with dilemas
but I'll treat them like a joke
I'm just twenty years old,
all I care about is TV and coke
My life may be a right old mess
but I must confess I couldn't care less.