Now That I Own the BBC - Sparks

What was I thinking, what was I thinking

What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking

It’s going one time, it’s going two times

Sold to the gent who wears the stunned expression

As I took it off their hands

A five pound note was changing hands

As I took it off their hands

I had plans, I had plans

CHORUS

Now that I own the BBC

What am I supposed to do with this thing

Now that I own the BBC

What am I supposed to make of this thing

All this power, all this glory

All these DJs and all these lorries

What was I thinking, what was I thinking

What was I thinking, what could I have been thinking

Hey Rupert Murdoch, help me out

I’m flying blind, I’m flying blind

You know the way to lay things out

For the refined and unrefined

CHORUS

Hey Ted Turner, help me out

I’m flying blind, I’m flying blind

You know the way to work things out

To colorize and still feel fine

CHORUS

Make of it what you will, make of it what you will

Make of it what you will, make of it what you will

Should we go brighter, should we go lighter

Should we go whiter, go left or righter

What was I thinking, what was I thinking

I wasn’t drinking, what could I have been thinking

CHORUS

Make of it what you will, make of it what you will

Make of it what you will, make of it what you will

CHORUS