Dance Of The Crackpots - Ian Dury, The Blockheads

Oh, let’s get up and let’s get excited

It’s a public party and you’re all invited

Let’s cut the custard, see the mustard

Please hold steady till we’re maladjusted

Sing boop-ba-de-boop, sing twiddle-de-de

Invite the Germans home for tea

Let them mock and let them sneer

The wise young crackpot knows no fear

The emancipation that’s sweeping the nation

When it seemed that the world was sunk

You can bet your boots on your own pursuits

History is bunk

From Rosemary Clooney to Jerry Lee Lewis

From Debussy to Thelonius Monk

It’s the modern art of the human heart

The shape of things to funk, funk, funk

Let’s see you do it, you always knew it It’s totally impossible to misconstrue it In sight of the fact and in spite of the fashion

Living is a lap-top animated fashion

Pay no attention to the bones of contention

Do the new-age boogie for the old-age pension

Let them stop and let them snore

We’ll be glad that we were born

Motivation is the new sensation

The fantasy that keeps you fit

On the human assumption, you don’t have the gumption

Get up and do your bit

Being daft is a therapy craft

Which sharpens up your wits

Totally enthusic about the music

And it shows in the face you sit, sit, sit

(dosey-doh)

Oh, let’s get up and let’s get excited

It’s a public party and you’re all invited

Let’s cut the custard, see the mustard

Please hold steady till we’re maladjusted

Sing boop-ba-de-boop, sing twiddle-de-de

Invite the Germans home for tea

Let them mock and let them sneer

Wise young crackpots know no fear

Emancipation that’s sweeping the nation

Worldwide tonic funk

You can bet your boots on your own pursuits

History is bunk

From Rosemary Clooney to Jerry Lee Lewis

From Debussy to Thelonius Monk

It’s the modern art in the human heart

The shape of things to funk, funk, funk, funk, funk

(Thank you)