Ian Dury & The Blockheads Dance Of The Screamers lyrics
Songwriters: Dury, Ian; Jankel, Chaz
So Iâm screaming this to you, waaagh
From the last place in the queue, waaah, waaah
I really think youâd like me given half a chance
But since we ainât got that, Iâll do the screamersâ dance
Some of us are ugly angel, some of us are only small
Some of us are useless sailor, they havenât got the where with all
We went and missed the ending, babe, we never quite caught the bus
We never speak our minds, my love, we ainât got nothing to discuss
Some of us are useless, love it comes from facing up to facts
Itâs hard to be a hero handsome when youâve had your helmet cracked
Cheerfulness is catching sweetie when the fevers you have got
Weâve got a temperature, my dear, but we simply haven't got the hots
So Iâm screaming this to you, waaagh
Silly season, skies are blue, waaah, waaah, waaah
I hardly ever think, Iâve made a small advance
I keep my elbows in and do the screamersâ dance, dance
Waw, some of us are stupid sister, some of us are very shy
Some of us get nervous chicken when you look us in the eye
We're ever so pathetic, chickie, we know quite well that we try too hard
Some of us were born like this while others got it by the yard
So Iâm screaming this to you, waaagh
'Cos I havenât got a clue, wuaaarh
I really think Iâd like you given half the chance
As we ain't got that, Iâll do the screamers dance
Waaagh, waaagh
Waaagh, waaagh
Waaagh
Dance Of The Screamers lyrics © London Publishing House Ltd
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