It's a god-awful small affair To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No" And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen Now she walks through her sunken dream.
To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen
* But the film is a saddening bore For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask her to focus on
** Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man! look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's on Amerika's tortured brow That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame 'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes From Ibeza to the norfolk broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds To my mother, my dog, and clowns
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