Ever wanted to find something out, but couldn't be fucked to Google it? Maybe you're a bit scared of those so-called computers and how they will suck your brain into the Facebookspace, replacing it with chewed-up pease pudding and string? In which case, you need the tried-and-tested method of crowdsourcing known as "Answers to Correspondents":
If you have a burning desire to find out the rest of those lyrics, then you'll have to buy the paper. Or just Google the fucking thing. But that's the whole point: this is a remnant of an era that's gone. This is something that's out of date, which isn't needed any more - a bit like the print version of the Daily Mail. Wikipedia and Google, the big bad internetweb and all those things; they're here now, and they're not going anywhere. You don't need to write in to a newspaper to get your question answered, you can text someone who'll text you back and let you know straight away.
I'm going to write in to Answers to Correspondents, I think. With the question: What the fuck is this shite still doing in a national newspaper? Although I may put it a sight more politely than that.*
* I won't really.