Sycophant

I'll never dance with a sycohpant

I'd rather entertain disdain

From someone who I love

At least you know where you stand

You'll never understand

Keep your eyes on your own work son

Do your homework son

We will never be undone

We're like a father and a son

We will never be undone

I'll ask you...

Are my clothes alright?

Is my hair alright?

You can say what you want cos it's what we like

We are judged on every single thing we do

We could not care less, cos we are us not you.

You say you're clued up

I think you're glued up

You're seen everywhere in town

But you're never with a friend

You know everybody's name

You're the king of pretend

The proof's in the pudding, and the gigs

You've not even been to Woolworths to buy your mix

You flirt with the weather, a kneeling knave

Billy Shakespeare would be spinning in his grave

Are my clothes alright?

Is my hair alright?

You can say what you want cos it's what we like

We are judged on every single thing we do

I could not give one cos we are us not you.

You say you're clued up

I think you're glued up

You're seen everywhere in town

But you're never with a friend

You know everybody's name

You're the king of pretend

Are my clothes alright?

Is my hair alright?

You can what you want cos it's what we like

We are judged on every single thing we do

We could not care less cos we are us not you

Are my clothes alright?

Is my hair alright?

You can say what you want, thank you and goodnight

We are judged on every single thing we do

We could not care less cos we are us not you

You say you're clued up

I think you're glued up

You're seen everywhere in town

But you're never with a friend

You know everybody's name

You're the king of pretend

You love to dance, you're a sycophant

How do you sleep? how do you get up? Get fucked