I turned on a TV station

And lip read with the sound turned down

It was Pro-Celeb, mouth to mouth resuscitation

With Esther Rantzen, playing the one who's drowned

And in the room next door a couple is fighting

But isn't that just one of love's charms

When moods change as fast as lightning

And fifteen minutes later you're lying in each other's arms

And you're gone

And you're gone

They say that it's better to have loved and lost

Than never to have loved at all

But if you sit down and count the cost

Of all those losses, there's no profit at all

And this city gets crazy at Christmas

Glitter guards the crucifix all over the place

Its head gets too big for its body

And its mouth gets too big for its face

And you're gone

And you're gone

Never throw away an old newspaper

Every day's rich with its current accounts

Prince visits Philippines and parliament debates it

And back page, column five, somebody's wedding's announced

And Sunday night's, the night for loving

And squeezing out the weekend's last drops

Yeah, Sunday night's the night for forgiving

Maybe that's why they shut the shops

And you're gone

And you're gone

One day, you wake up

And all the pain you've given out gets returned

But I'm not sorry now

I've payed for what I've learned

And you're gone

You're gone

I turned on a TV station

And lip read with the sound turned down

It was the Church of Christ playing 'The Price Is Right'

Where everybody starves while Leslie Crowther counts