It's a God awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mommy is yelling no
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through
a sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a sadding 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 a freaky show
Take a look at the lone man
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man, won der if he'll never know
Is it the best Sally's show?
Is there life or more?
It's on America's torture brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
As Lenin's on sale again
See the mice in the million board
From Ibiza to the North Abroad
Well, Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
Cos I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be read again
As I ask you to focus on sailors
Fighting in the dance hall
Old man, look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lone man,
peeping at the wrong guy
Old man, wonder if you'll ever know
He's in the best -selling show
Is there life for most?
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