I saw a hundred men laughing only two understanding
  A wheel that was spinning for good and for evil
  There was a church bell ringing but nobody listening
  Except the beggars in the doorways of designer perfection
  There was a thin man collecting for a government problem
  He spent a long time waiting with that look of disapproval
  There was icicles forming in the agency windows but nothing for sale there
  Only dreamtime oblivion
  Ah - the mysteries that are discussed in the beds of the kings and queens
  Ah - The mysery well it brings you down like a recurring dream
  Ah - here on the diamond avenue (on the diamond avenue)
  And there's a tightrop marriage between the doctor and the junkie
  In daylight it's perfect but at night time it's frightening
  The hospital was moved so the hotel could profit
  But nobody stayed up there to curse it or to mock it
  As hi-fi condition arranged for my transport
  But there's nothing to hear except the sound of bloody progress
  The buildings are blushing from the interest they're earning
  But the tables and the chairs on the bombsites are burning
  Ah - the mysteries that are discussed in the beds of the kings and queens
  Ah - The mysery well it brings you down like a recurring dream
  Ah - here on the diamond avenue (on the diamond avenue)
  Let's have a look, what do you see
  I saw Thatcher and Murdoch those twins of confusing
  Pay Saatchi and Saatchi to keep up their little illusion
  I saw pepsi and my hero both digging a goldmine
  It's funny how money can make you deaf as well as blind
  Ah - the mysteries that are discussed in the beds of the kings and queens
  Ah. The misery well it brings you down in a recurring dream
  Here on the diamond avenue
  Here on the diamond avenue
  Here on the diamond avenue