I am he who is 
X Y and Zee 
I carry no card my life is cheap 
Have no worries 
I do not fret 
Some may have what 
I'm yet to get 
And you may wonder, "Is it how?" 
A kitten may turn into a cow 
With bells and horns and 
Tinned corned beef 
Forests, profits 
Plastic High 
Streets I am he who is 
A B and Cee 
An easy option 
Like twentieth century 
Satisfaction guaranteed 
It's easy! 
Let's steal a spaceship and 
Head for the sun and 
Shoot the stars with 
A lemonade ray gun 
Make a movie and 
A TV show 
You be Jane 
I'm George 
Jetson CHO
RUS I am you! 
You are me! 
X Y Zee to 
A B Cee You, 
Me, Us We are one >
From out our window 
We can see 
Electric sunshine 
Oxygen factories 
Clockwork tides 
Synthetic trees 
Just like the real ones 
On Vee Tee 
Mother Nature and 
Father Time 
Used to be good friends of mine 
But now we've put them 
In a home 
Filed them under "uses unknown" "No Pop? No style!" 
Is a phrase out of phase 
To praise what's worthwhile 
This is as good as it gets this is the best 
Let's catch the last rays 
Of civilisation and tune-in to a 
Sub-space station 
Turn up the 
DJ Let's get lost in intergalactic 
Punk rock hip hop 
CHORUS This is the time 
The time of our lives 
Escaping time 
For the all time highs 
Of love, lust, laughter 
That make us sweat 
Let's stimulate 
Sensory amplification 
This is PW
EI-zation! 
This is this 
It's the living end "Je t'aime! Encore! Je t'aime!" 
CHORUS