My, brother, knows, Karl Marx,
He met him eating mushrooms in the peoples park,
He said What do you think about my manifesto?
I like a manifesto, put it to the test-o.
Took it straight down to meet the anarchists party.
I met a groovy guy, he was arty farty,
He said I know a little latin man a cus man a kai
I said I dont know what it means he said neither do I
Eat natural foods, bathe twice daily,
Fill your nostrils up with gravy.
Dont drink tea and dont drink coffee.
Cover your chin in yorkshire toffee.
Dancing in the disco, bumper to bumber,
Wait a minute, wheres me jumper, x4
Dancing at the disco, bumper to bumber,
Wait a minute, wheres me jumper? x5
Oh no.
Dancing at the disco, go, go, go.
Dancing at the disco, oh no, oh no, oh no.
Dancing at the disco, go, go, go.
Dancing at the disco, oh no, oh no.
Its alright to say things can only get better,
You havent lost your brand new sweater.
I know I had it on when I had my tea,
And Im sure I had it on in the lavatory.
Oh no.
Dancing in the disco, go, go, go.
Dancing in the disco, oh no, oh no.
Dancing in the disco, bumper to bumper,
Wait a minute, wheres me jumper? x5
Its alright to say things can only get better,
You havent lost your brand new sweater.
Pure new wool, and perfect stitches,
Not the type of jumper that makes you itches
Oh no.
Dancing in the disco, go, go, go.
Dancing in the disco, oh no, oh no.
And my mother, will be so, so angry.
And my brother, will be so, so angry.
And my girlfriend, will be so, so angry.
And my dog, will be so, so angry.
Cos I was dancing at the disco, bumper to bumper.
Wait a minute, wheres me jumper x5
Oh no!