Dance Of The Screamers

Ian Dury

Compositor: Chaz Jankel / Ian Dury

So I'm screaming this to you. Wah!
From the last place in the queue. Wah wah wah!
I really think you'd like me given half a chance
And since you ain't got that I'll do the screamers dance

Some of us are ugly angel some of us are only small
Some of us are useless, say they haven't got the wherewithal
We went and missed the end bit, but we never quite caught the bus
We never speak our minds, my love, we have got nothing to discuss

Some of us are witty love, it comes from facing up to facts
It's hard to be a hero, handsome, when you've had your helmet cracked
Cheerfulness is catching, sweetie, when the fevers you have got
We've got a proper chill, my dear, we simply haven't got the hots

So I'm screaming this to you. Wah!
Silly season, skies are blue. Wah wah wah wah wah wah wah!
I hardly ever think I've made a small advance
I keep my elbows in and do the screamers dance

Don't!

Some of us are stupid, sister, some of us are very shy
Some of us get nervous, chicken, when you look us in the eye
We're ever so pathetic, d'you know, we know quite well we try too hard
Some of us were born like this, boss, others got it by the yard

So I'm screaming this to you. Wah!
'Cos I haven't got a clue. Wah!
I really know I'd like you given half a chance
And since we ain't got that I'll do the screamers dance

Wah!
Wah wah wah wah!
Wah!
Wah wah wah wah wah wah....!