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I'll never dance with a Sycophant

 I'd rather entertain disdain

 from someone who I love, at least you know where you stand,

 you'll never understand

// x2

Keep your eyes on your own work son, do your homework son

 you'll never be undone

 we're like a father and a son we will never be undone

// x2

I'll ask you;

 are my clothes alright?

 Is my hair alright?

 You can say what you want cos its what we like

 we are judged on everything single thing we do

 we could not care less cos we are us not you

you say you're clued up i think you're glued up

 You're seen everywhere in town, but you're never with a friend

 you know everybodys name, you're the king of pretend

 The proofs in the pudding, and the gigs,

 you've not even been to Woolworths to buy your mix

 You flirt with the weather a kneeling knave?

 Billy Shakespeare would be spinning in his grave

 are my clothes alright?

 Is my hair alright?

 You can say what you want cos its what we like

 we are judged on everything single thing we do

 we could not care less cos we are us not you

you say you're clued up i think you're glued up

 You're seen everywhere in town, but you're never with a friend

 you know everybodys name, you're the king of pretend

 are my clothes alright?

 Is my hair alright?

 You can say what you want cos its what we like

 we are judged on everything single thing we do

 we could not care less cos we are us not you

you say you're clued up i think you're glued up

 You're seen everywhere in town, but you're never with a friend

 you know everybodys name, you're the king of pretend

 You'd rather dance with a Sycophant how do you sleep

 How do you get Up Get Fucked