Dance Of The Screamers - Ian Dury & The Blockheads

So I'm screaming this to you
"waaaaaaagh"
From the last place in the queue
"waaah, waaah"
I really think you'd like me
Given half a chance
But since we ain't got that
I'll do the Screamers Dance

Some of us are ugly, angel,
Some of us are only small
Some of us are useless, sailor,
They haven't 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 ain't got nothing to discuss

Some of us are useless, love
It comes from facing up to facts
It's hard to be a hero, handsome
When you've had your helmet cracked
Cheerfulness is catching, sweetie
When the fevers you have got
We've got a temperature, my dear
But we simply haven't got the hots

So I'm screaming this to you
"waaaaaaagh"
Silly season, skies are blue
"waah, waah, waah"
I hardly ever think,
I've made a small advance
I keep my elbows in and do
The Screamers 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, chicky
We know quite well that we try too hard
Some of us were born like this
While others got it by the yard

So I'm screaming this to you
"waaaaaaauugh"
Coz' I haven't got a clue
"waaarrh"
I really think I'd like you
Given half the chance
As we ain't got that
I'll do the Screamers Dance
"Waaaaaaagh, waaaaaaagh
Waaaaaaagh, waaaaaaagh
Waaaaaaagh"