What's the world coming to when you've got the combined brains of three burglars out doing a job on a dark winter's night, and not one of them thinks it's a good idea to bring a torch?
What's the world coming to if we can't have a chat about options without some daft official leaking it?
What's the world coming to when someone like Kylie is asked about bondage, underwear, sex toys and getting naked?
And
what's the world coming to that this sort of thing gets bought and aired on main terrestrial channels?
What's the world coming to when a mannie from Arbroath can't get a quiet game of bowls on a Sunday without a stooshie?
WHAT'S the world coming to when a footballer can be sold for pounds 80 million?
What's the world coming to when Watchdog has to manufacture its own victims?
What's the world coming to when we have to rely on another country's doctors for emergencies?
WHAT'S the world coming to when radio stations decide to ban songs?
Still if you can't enjoy yourself when you're a superstar,
what's the world coming to, eh Rod?
What's the world coming to when a bloke can't pay a perfectly innocent compliment to a young woman about what a lovely dress she is wearing and how much better it would look on his bedroom floor without it being picked up by a Sony M-505 stuffed down her bra?
