In recognition of a hundred million album sales In recognition of your popularity You take your gaudy prize From people you said you despise You wear your self-respect upon your bended knee
In spite of all your claims It looks like you?re just the same As every other clown who likes to put the crown Before or after their name
In recognition of your service to the working class In recognition of your party loyalty And you declare when you are probed You only took it so the missus would be pleased
In spite of all your claims It looks like you?re just the same As every other clown who likes to put the crown Before or after their names
But only in tale, fairly frail
In recognition of your bravery up on the stage In recognition of your bankability With soldiers crippled by land mines And you think it?s the Yanks that don?t get irony
In spite of all your claims It looks like you?re just the same As every other clown who likes to put the crown Before or after their name
In spite of all your claims It looks like you?re just the same As every other clown who likes to put the crown Before or after their name