From one moment to a next,
reading in the papers to know what’s best
Sometimes you don’t know yourself,
eating loads of vitamins for your health
From one moment to a next,
red negativity in the street
Maybe it’s the earth, maybe it’s the heat
A baby on the bus smiled at me so easy

Now I think it’s all right we’re together
Now I think that’s a riot
Now I think it’s the best you’ve ever played it
Now I think that’s a riot
Now I think it’s all right to feel inhuman
Now I think that’s a riot
Now I think it’s all right, we’ll sing together
Now I think that’s a riot

A running child’s bloody with burning knees
A careless child’s money flew in the trees
A camping child’s happy with winter’s freeze
A lucky child don’t know how lucky she is

From one moment to a next,
a thousand wasted Brooklyners all depressed
The ins and outs of supper’s chest,
he’ll only be a friend if he touches your breast
From one moment to a next,
a shifting in the plates of what you ingest
From sugared tits to honeyed pests,
bulimic vegetarian wins weight contest