
Date of issue: 31.12.1974
Song language: English
Share It |
Tadpoles keep screaming in my ear: |
«Hey there! |
Rotter’s Club! |
Explain the meaning of this song and share it!» |
There’s no way of understanding what’s been going on |
I lost track yesterday |
Now I found out that it’s generosity that turns me on |
So let’s keep it that way |
Help yourself to me, I’ll help myself to you |
And all your friends — we can spread it around |
So if you can spare it then come on and share it |
Let’s get on with it cause we’re wasting our time |
Please do not take it seriously really, what a joke! |
The only thing that matters is to share it |
Crass displays of acute embarrassment would make you cringe |
Spend your money elsewhere |
I won’t trouble you with all that cheap philosophy |
It’s better still to watch that on T. V |
Most especially adverts of some slinky hairspray |
When the plastic actresses take off their clothes |
Just to demonstrate all their curves and cleavages |
And subtleties quite forgetting their hair |
Please do not take it seriously really, what a joke! |
The only thing to do is grin and bear it |
Mirthless merriment, sickly sentiments so commonplace |
It would bore you to tears |
Give me non-stop laughter, dispel disaster |
Or the Rotter’s Club might well lop off your ears |
Laughing and drinking, dancing, grooving, stoned again |
Falling over singing, hoping that you’ll share it |