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Life’s a downer.
I never thought that life could be a bummer,
Heads that roll and brains asunder.
Life’s a downer.
Won’t you always stay by my side,
With teeth that bite and claws that scratch.
Life’s a downer.
I know you think my love is funny,
It’s not half as bad as the laugh I get out of you,
Just keep on trying to feel what you want to feel,
And maybe someday it will come true.
The pain that I’m feeling ain’t nothin’ new,
I’ve been hurt before and I’ve felt so blue,
The world is just a cliché as the wheels grind on,
And I don’t like you honey or the trip you’re on.
Whizzo! Jolly Good,
Whizzo! Rather good.
So keep on smashing bottles,
Give me the lion’s mouth,
I don’t need you to tell me,
I’ll have a pint in The Howf.
Whizzo! Jolly Good,
Whizzo! Rather good.
No place to go to hide away.
The tears in your eyes,
Come as no surprise,
The rising cost of your arms agree.
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere,
No place to go to hide away.
Let me out!
All the kids fighting the system,
The whole world’s a clock,
And it tells us the time,
A scolded cat or a slaughtered lamb,
Ah! Please don’t erase me,
Make me go blim blam.
Let me out!
Well my auntie’s budgerigar,
She knows you all tweet tweet,
So what you gonna do,
Smash your head against a wall yeah,
Well I know I’m only little,
But I know my voice is strong yeah,
And I still care about my country,
And the way it gets along.
Wuh! Wuh!
Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched,
You may come out with your nose all thatched.
Wuh! Wuh!
Make me awake,
It’s more than I can take,
Give me confidence,
Just for once piranha.
Well we questioned our respondents,
They didn’t like it,
What goes on for bread and water,
Where’s it at for England,
Anyway for England.
Still at large after years,
With that kink in my brain,
I don’t want to,
But try and stop me,
Smells like shit from down drains,
He got a face like pickles,
He got eyes like two props,
He got balls, squashed tomatoes,
No crap!
Keeps swallowing salt,
But he thinks it’s lemonade,
Eat your cak and throw it back,
And you’ve really got it made.
Don’t want to lose his head now,
Don’t want to be a rock star,
All he wants is his peace of mind,
Enough money and a cup of cha,
One thing that he’s sure of,
Close to you.
I like lemonade,
It is a gas.
Snail, won’t you sip my pint,
Snail, drink it through the night.
Uncle Ben knows where it’s at men,
He could tell you stories,
Like I don’t know when,
Well can ye no tak it,
Do ya ken,
And she said weed,
To the flowerpot men.
Snail, won’t you sip my pint,
Snail, drink it through the night.
Don’t smother your heather with weather!
She who dances,
And eats cheese on the moon,
She goes up,
But she don’t come down too soon,
Privately lovely,
But still picking your nose,
You don’t eat bricks,
So why you drink with a hose?
Don’t smother your heather with weather!
Can’t you see?
That’s why,
Little boy have some pie,
Hanging off an o,
Here – there – square.
Hanging off an o!
Is it really art?
Criticism,
Boring fart,
Hanging off an o,
Here – there – square.
Chacun a son gout,
Like or lump,
Celery,
Hanging off an o,
Here – there – square.
Hanging off an o!
Confuse the news!
Too many heads,
With big fat cows,
Growing hair,
With puny minds,
Confuse giraffes,
And eat my fruit,
On my head,
And growing hair.
Confuse the news.
It’s purple tonight,
You better watch out!
Look out baby,
It’s plum, plum crazy.
They never thought,
The destiny controller,
The purple plum,
The plum steamroller,
No time to lose,
You better just holler,
Cause sugar.
It’s purple tonight,
You better watch out!
Look out baby,
It’s plum, plum crazy.
Jeremiah,
Holes in the earth,
We’re all falling in,
No holes for me.
Exterminate!
This is typewriter calling to computer,
How are you?
I have got some data for you,
And I’ll bring it over later.
At the computer fair.
Well I finally met up with her,
And I gave her all my data,
That erotic calculator,
Makes my keys go all a quiver.
At the…
Suddenly she started talking to me,
Do you come here often?
I said only because you’re here,
She said good,
Let’s get it on then.
At the computer fair.
You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my universe.
Talk to you,
It’s so easy.
And I can talk to you,
But you must think,
Behind my words,
To believe what I say.
You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my universe.
Talk to you,
It’s so easy.
And sometimes I’m angry,
And I short circuit,
But please remember,
I will always be there.
You are my sun,
You are my moon,
You are my universe.
Talk to you,
It’s so easy.
It’s a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town,
Feel like a rejuvenation,
Words are right for communication,
It’s a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town.
You’re going to have to conform,
If you want to get it on,
I don’t care about your children,
Or their blinking form,
All I want is you for my power,
I don’t like your friends,
Or their ideals.
It’s a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town,
Feel like a rejuvenation,
Words are right for communication,
It’s a very grave situation,
In the dead centre of town.
We don’t look the same,
We’re different,
Who’s this Jesus?
Don’t want to know,
To blind to see,
Want to be respected,
Reputation’s worth a halfpenny,
Seek and you will find.
But I believe,
And I know in my heart.
Take a good look at yourself,
Then you’ll see just who you are,
Take a good look at yourself,
Then you’ll see that you are just a…
There is a very thin line,
Drawn between genius and mad,
But you just ain’t nothin’,
You can’t even be sad,
The doggie chased the butterfly,
And flowers sang songs,
Don’t talk to me about your love of good.
Take a good look at yourself,
Then you’ll see just who you are,
Take a good look at yourself,
Then you’ll see that you are just a…
In a nutshell,
Here’s a nutcase,
Smash his skull,
And eat his brains,
You can tell if he’s a kingo,
By the colour of his bloody brains.
Take a good look at yourself,
Then you’ll see just who you are,
Take a good look at yourself,
Then you’ll see that you are just a nut!
By the nuclear sun.
So who will judge it?
When our time is all gone,
And we’re waiting for,
Something to lift up our souls,
Maybe we’re trapped in a dream,
With our carcasses blue,
With no hope of that dream,
Ever coming true.
By the nuclear sun.
You may think we are nuts,
We like to be alone,
Tired of me, sick of you,
Why don’t you go away.
Sometimes I feel,
Like I’m going round the bend,
And I wonder if it will ever end.
Hello and how are you?
I’m very well thanks.
No need to apologise,
Just try to get along,
Friendship is very dear,
Need me like I need you.
Sometimes I feel,
Like I’m going round the bend,
And I wonder if it will ever end.
I need you like you need me,
You need me like I need you.