Uproarious!
Rumpus!
Uproarious!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody bloody racket and rumpus!
Bloody racket!
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Blood, bloody, bloody rack, bloody racket
Until the end is nigh, until the piggies fly
Until the boom and quake and mushroom in the sky
For no particular reward
I'll prepare a sarcastic noose and cord
And even as you dangle
I will make you feel ignored
I'll find you
Just to turn my back upon your silly stare!
Yeah, I'll find you
And make every effort to make you aware
How much I don't care!
Oh, you have been misled!
Don't give a toss if you're alive or dead
Because I need you like I need a bullet through my head
How ineptly you chide!
A caustic ball of bile but you bowl it wide
You wouldn't hit an ass's arse with a banjo if you tried!
I'll find you
Just to turn my back upon your silly stare!
Oh, I'll find you
And make every effort to make you aware
How much I don't care at all
You tell the days apart
By the different tastes of sick
You lie awake in bed
And watch the dust grow thick
A broken man, spineless to the end
A broken man, he will never love again
You tell the days apart
By the spiders on your plate
Of something canned and cold
You can't remember what you ate
A broken man, pathetic to the bone
A broken man, but he chose to be alone
I've nothing left to say
But I say it anyway
Oh, life is tough
When you're me
I've nothing left to say
But I say it anyway
Oh, life is tough
When you're me
Think you can have it all your way?
Think you can have it all your way?
Think you're some kind of queen?
Well, I say
Saucy Tiara Woman!
Saucy Tiara Woman!
Saucy Tiara Woman!
(Saucy Tiara Woman!)
For the umpteenth bottle open like a flesh wound
For the ice in humorous shapes and hues
I feel all the more marooned
When life has done its very worst to shock me
Even my ice cubes seem to mock me, singing
"Just like your life, we're cold and fruit shaped!
We let you see what you most despise
Your reflection in another pear of ice!"
"Your life's like us, it's cold and fruit shaped!
It's like a soppy film, just like the one in which we're draped!
Finding buoyancy in drink of vice
We are your parody in ice cube guise!
We let you see what you most despise
Your reflection in another pear of ice!"
Now, I can tell a rotten sort
And treat her to a practiced snort
A charm? A hex? A jinx? Tut-tut!
I sigh and shrug and covet your coven not!
One foul gossip (the count's precise)
Per persnicketily painted petty pout!
Riddled with riddles
Lousy with lies
The blabber's the blubber
To insulate us out!
Now I'm aware!
Now I prepare!
I'll give you naught but snort and sneer!
The omens are there!
The omens are clear!
Klaxons wail now, can't you hear?
Con-girl omen ratio 1!
Now, I won't be enticed again
Well, once or twice perchance, but then
I'll play the puppet on wobbly knees
But I can quit whenever I bloody well please!
Now I'm aware!
Now I prepare!
I'll give you naught but snort and sneer!
The omens are there!
The omens are clear!
Klaxons wail now, can't you hear?
Con-girl omen ratio 1!
Uproarious!
I'll find you
Just to turn my back upon your silly stare!
Oh, I'll find you
And make every effort to make you aware
How much I don't care at all
(Saucy Tiara Woman!)
Your life's like us, it's cold and fruit shaped!
(Saucy Tiara Woman!)
It's like a soppy film, just like the one in which we're draped!
(Saucy Tiara Woman!) (Finding buoyancy in drink of vice)
A broken man (We are your parody in ice cube guise!)
Spineless to the end
(Saucy Tiara Woman!) (We let you see what you most despise)
A broken man
Life is tough
When you're me!
I'll find you
Just to turn my back upon your silly stare!
Oh, I'll find you
And make every effort to make you aware
How much I don't care at all