Text: XTC. The Big Express. This World Over.

Ah well, that's this world over
Ah well, next one begins

Will you smile like any mother
As you bathe your brand new twins?
Will you sing about the missiles
As you dry odd numbered limbs?

Ah, well, that's this world over
Ah, well, next one begins
Ah, well, that's this world over
You sadly grin

Will you tell them about that far off and mythical land
About their leader with the famous face?
Will you tell them that the reason nothing ever grows
In the garden anymore
Because he wanted to win the craziest race
That's this world over

Will you smile like any father
With your children on a Sunday hike?
When you get to a sea of rubble
And they ask, ''What was London like?''

You tell them, ''Ah, well, that's this world over?
Ah, well, next one begins, it begins, it begins
Ah, well, that's this world over"
You sadly grin

Will you tell them about that far off and mythical land
And how a child to the virgin came?
Will you tell them that the reason why we murdered
Everything upon the surface of the world
So we can stand right up and say we did it in his name?

That's this world over
Or so it seems
That's this world over
The end of dreams

That's this world over, over
Over and out
That's this world over, over
Over and out

That's this world over, over
Over and out
That's this world over, over
Over and out

That's this world over, over
Over and out