godley and creme – the party lyrics
ding dong, ding dong hi! hey! sorry we’re late. you’re not, you’re the
first oh great! hey listen i’m sorry but we can’t stay late so we parked in
the middle at the top by the gate on the gr-ss with the cr-ss volkswagen
estate. whose is it? mine! you’re kidding, it’s great!
(jesus) i just love the way he’s used the car like an empty canvas and let
the rust eat itself into the overall design with such devastating
spontaneity david you’re ignoring me, come here. who do you have to f-ck to
get a drink ’round here? it’s art david, neo-functional mannerism cerebral,
but oblique it’s one star four owner sh-gged out chic one star four owner
sh-gged out chic one star four owner sh-gged out chic one star four owner
sh-gged out chic one star four owner sh-gged out chic one star four owner
sh-gged out chic.
you’re a c-cksucker michael you are what you eat david! ding dong, ding
dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding dong darling, darling, hi darling h-llo
darling john! ben! john! sandy! john! somerset! john! weekend! john! wendy!
john! kevin! got any? no but i’ve got champagne! hi, hi, hi there. d-mn it
i know you’re in a bit of a spot and you’re used to the merc and the moet
and the yacht and it must be a blow to the ego, what!
but forget about this video rot and write yourselves a hit or three like
“i’m not in paris” or “the dean and me”. i mean really i don’t like your
stuff very much it’s too avant garde and aggressive and butch i prefer a
gentle and melodic touch but the kids today have got their ears in their
crutch if it’s not robots singing in dutch. it’s adam and the ants and
starsky and hutch. by the way here’s your present. thanks very much.
now who’s here? the prews, the magoos, the targetts and the benmen johnny
peruvian, marathon man, blonde and the dangerous cameraman h-llo. the
prews, the magoos, the targetts, and the benmen brando, banacek, pusher,
taker, student prince and c-cktail shaker h-llo. the prews, the magoos, the
targetts, and the benmen tim clinch vicar’s son, prince buster meets
tweedledum… h-llo. the prews, the magoos, the targetts, and the benmen
well jesus christ is that the time. i could have sworn it was only twenty
to nine. h-llo susan darling you look divine.
anyway we’d better be off before we get blocked in so give our regards to
the paul and the lynnes and the sw-nkys and the chatters and the tequila
twins sorry attilla’s brides. anyway must go, must fly, don’t drink
yourselves to death, but the baby is allergic to the babysitter’s breath
and she’ll have her boyfriend in a vice-like grip on the backgammon table
sucking guacamole dip through the holes in his stockings, isn’t it
shocking! champagne.
i hope the whole world comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole world
comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole world comes to my birthday
party. i hope the whole world comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole
world comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole world comes to my
birthday party. i hope the whole world comes to my birthday party. i hope
the whole world comes to my birthday party.
oh boy my skin feels about an inch thick, how about you ben? i’m fine,
another line? why is everybody talking in speech balloons and disappearing
in tequila fumes another line? fine. i love you ben, let me count the ways.
whoops here comes the spaghetti bolognaise. so i’m stuck in the toilet with
rick and i’m gonna be, i’m gonna be, i’m gonna be, i’m gonna be i think i’m
gonna be, it’s gonna be, i’m gonna be, it’s gonna be, gonna be, gonna be,
it’s gonna be so long rick.
it’s gonna be me and the bowl, me and the bowl me and the never ending
bowl me and the bowl me and the bowl me and the never ending bowl me and
the bowl me and the bowl me and the never ending bowl.
i hope the whole world comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole world
comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole world comes to my birthday
party. i hope the whole world comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole
world comes to my birthday party. i hope the whole world comes to my
birthday party. i hope the whole world comes to my birthday party. i hope
the whole world comes to my birthday party.
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