Pop Is Dead

i wonder what they'll say years from now
 who'll understand it all anyhow
 art straight from the heart
 piercing the gloom
 on the walls of a tomb
 hey pop is dead
 bring your shovel
 hey pop is dead
 bust your bubble
 hey pop is dead
 please don't trouble me
 not while i'm watching tv
 i listened for the sound of the truth
 it glistened on the young wasted youth
 bright vision of light
 tossed on the floor
 'til it shimmered no more
 hey pop is dead
 bring your shovel
 hey pop is dead
 bust your bubble
 hey pop is dead
 please don't trouble me
 not while i'm watching tv
 feel me
 peel me
 punch me
 steal me
 hey pop is dead
 bring your shovel
 hey pop is dead
 bust your bubble
 hey pop is dead
 please don't trouble me
 not while i'm watching tv