Cool For Cats
(Transcribed by Justin Purington; minor correction by Colin Ford)
I can smile
On a warm summer day
I can laugh
I can listen to the children play
But I'm going to miss
The killer with the kiss
He was a friend of mine
Now is the time
Now is the time
It's going to rain
Hope it don't rain on you
There's going to be a lot of pain
Before this thing is through
If Jesus was alive
He'd be standing on the M5
Holding up a neon sign
Screaming now is the time
Now is the time
Now is the time
So many people can't see<
The Worst Band In The World
It's one thing to know it but another to admit
We're the worst band in the world
But we don't give a....
If Garbo played guitar with Valentino on the drums
Then we'd be nothing more than a bunch of darma bums
So tune up, tune up
Well we've never done a days work in our life
And our records sell in zillions
It irrigates my heart with greed
To know that you adore me
Up yours, up mine
But up everybody's that takes time -
But we're working on it
Working on it (Ooh)
We never seen the van - leave it to the roadies -
Never met the roadies - leave them in the van
All because of circumstances way beyond control
We became the darlings of this thing called rock and roll, ooh
Here I am a record on a jukebox
A little piece of plastic with a hole, ooh
Play me
Buy me and you play me then my plastic turns to gold
Here we are together on your hi fi
A little piece of plastic with a hole, oh
Fade me, fade me, fade me, fade me.....