Doves - Dear John Lyrics

Who says they're not impressed?
With all this phoniness?
Who needs this empty dress?
Whoopee - all smoke and mirrors

Push button bullshi(r)t fakin', ethno-panacentric matrix
Got it here
It don't get cheaper by the ton
Because you can't even weigh it.

Doesn't anybody even see the truth?
Someone shot Diogenes...

(Well) Dear John - it's a mess
I know you'd understand
Our world - it stands on end
My world is just the same

There's this disease, they're building armies for the fighting
And it's all too real
They never listened, never wanted to -
And now we know they never will

All I ever wanted was to be like you
Be a man of peace and love - riches, too!