The Mess - 1927

There’s a party goin' on Seems like nothin’s wrong

Everyone’s havin' a hell of a rage

The place looks like a war’s been waged

Got a little surprise

For dawn’s shell-shocked eyes

Who’s gonna be left to clean up the mess?

There’s a bit of a scare

In a foreign affair

All it might take is a slip of the facts

Someone somewhere over-reacts

Won’t they be wishin'

When we’ve all gone fission

Who’s gonna be left to clean up the mess?

All I wanna know just before I go All I wanna know is Who’s gonna clean up the mess?

All I wanna know just before I go All I wanna know is Who’s gonna clean up the mess?

All the power mad gluttons

With itchy fingers on the buttons

Startin' the end of the craziest race

There’s no-one left to take first place

Well I’ve got a query

About your Big Bang Theory tell me Who’s gonna be left to clean up the mess?

Who’s gonna be left to clean up the mess?

Who’s gonna be left to clean up the mess?