Ooby-Scooby Doomsday or the D-Day DJ’s Got the D.D.T. Blues Songtext
von Gong

Revolution
Bad vibration
Manifestation
Oo be scoo be doo
Stay home waiting for you
Well, Mr. Politician, why you smilin′?
Your actions up behind you they are pilin'
To lock you in political asylum
Oh, my papa′s got money
Oh, my papa's got slaves
Oh, my papa's got power
He has fun with bombs and guns, oh how
You talk about the left wing
You talk about the right wing
Being nothing′s getting pretty frightening
My little boy′s got money
My little boy's got drugs
My little boy′s gone crazy
Sticks and stones don't break his dreams, no never
Revolution


Bad vibration
Manifestation
Oo be scoo be doo
Stay home waiting for you
We go to demonstrations
We picket rocket stations
And then we try to bomb the installations
Oh, my, my, my don′t worry
Oh, my, my, my I'm sorry
Oh, my, my, my love′s a cherry
She wears gloves when she makes love, oh kick it
It's getting very strange
Maybe we're just deranged
I tell you something′s gotta change
You change your car for another
Change your telly for a color
You change your birth for your mother
Nothing is for nothing is for nothing
I don′t want no ugly revolution
Just wanna get high, you know
Just wanna get high
I don't want no ugly revolution
Just wanna get by, you know
Just wanna get by
I want coffee in the morning
I want scotch in the day
I want no sugar in me boogaloo
I want no sugar in my tea, tea, tea
My tea, tea, tea
My tea, tea, tea
Fee fie fo fum
I smell the blood of an Englishman
Fee fie fo fum
I smell the smell of an Englishman
Knees up, Mother Brown
Now you′re here and now you're gone
Love me, touch me, feel me, do
I love me because I′m you
Let us go to church and be good looking
Oh, I searched the night and day, but at last I found you