Stand Up Comic - Ray Davies

Stand Up Comic - Ray Davies

Альбом
Other People's Lives
Год
2005
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
271260

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Stand Up Comic

Ray Davies

Now I don’t mind if fifty thousand yobos beat me up outside a football ground

on a Saturday afternoon

I’ll still come out fighting

D’ya' know why?

You’ve seen me on television

I’m the lowest common denominator

And this is all about yob culture

So welcome to jolly Old England

I’m the stand up comic

Jack the Lad has become Oscar Wilde

And the followers of style say it’s the latest thing

And William Shakespeare is the schmooze of the week

And anyone who says different is a fuckin' antique

And Noel Coward has become very hard

And the comic says «Bollocks» and everybody laughs

And that’s that

Style, I mean

Never was much, never has been

But the little bit that was was all that we had

And the clown does a belch and we all belch back

And that’s that

Jack the Lad has become Fancy Dan

And creating agro culture with a rub-on tan

And all the tearaways have got savoir faire

And the working class hero’s got a’tinted hair

And a well-spoken hero from a’yesteryear

Walks out onto a stage and they all shout «Queer!»

And that’s that

Manners, I mean

Never was much, never has been

But the little bit that was was all that we had

Now the clown does a fart and we all fart back

And that’s that

Stand up, stand up

Can you hear me at the back?

All you white boys standin' in a row

And the comic shouts

And we all shout back

And the mob says «Follow» so we go

Stand up, stand up

Can you hear me at the back?

All you white boys standing in a row

And the comic shouts

And we all shout back

And the mob says «Follow» so we go

And that’s that

What do you think of it so far?

I knew you’d say that

You’ve been watchin' too much television

Together now!

Jack the Lad has become Oscar Wilde

And the followers of style say it’s the latest thing

And William Shakespeare is the schmooze of the week

And anyone who says different is an antique

And Noel Coward has become very odd

And the comic says «Bollocks» and everyone laughs

And that’s that

Style, I mean

Never was much, never has been

But the little bit that was was all that we had

Now the clown does a belch and we all belch back

And that’s that

All together now!

Stand up, stand up

Can you hear me at the back?

All you wide white boys standing in a row

And the comic shouts

And we all shout back

And the mob says «Follow» so we go

Stand up, stand up

Can you hear me at the back?

All you white boys standing in a row

And the comic shouts

And we all shout back

And the mob says «Follow» so we go

And that’s that

Well, I’m goin' down the pub now

You’re welcome to join me if you like but I know you won’t You’ve all been

watching too much television

Well I’ll be in the public bar, minding my own business

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