The Rotters' Club
Recorded at: Saturn Recording Studio, Worthing in January/February 1975
GUEST STARS
TOTAL TIME: 25.11 minutes
TOTAL TIME: 22.41 minutes
There's no way of understanding what's been going on, I lost track yesterday
Please do not take it seriously, really, what a joke
Crass displays of acute embarrassment would make you cringe, spend your money elsewhere
Please do not take it seriously, really, what a joke
Mirthless merriment, sickly sentiment so commonplace it would bore you to tears
Laughing and drinking, dancing
BING BILLY BONG, SILLY SONG GOING WRONG
BONG BILLY BANG, DESPERATE DAN, FRYING PAN
The time has come to leave you
It didn't matter anyway
I have minded my V's and U's
As for the task of keeping O's and K's apart
THE THANKS COLUMN
WORTAX . . . . . Intrusion Confusion
And Last But Not Least:
Transcription and HTML by Andy Murkin
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Hatfield & the North
Produced by: The Hatfields; Engineering and production assistance: Dave Ruffell
Released: March 7 1975
Label: Virgin
Cat. No. V2030
Personnel:
Amanda Parsons
Ann Rosenthal
Tracklist
Side One
Side Two
a. Your Majesty is like a Cream Donut (Quiet) (1.59)
b. Lumps (12.35)
c. Prenut (3.55)
d. Your Majesty is like a Cream Donut (Loud) (1.37)
Lyrics
(Words by Pip Pyle)
Explain the meaning of this song and share it."
But now I've found out that it's generosity that turns me on so let's keep it that way.
Help yourself to me, I'll help myself to you and all your friends - we can spread it around
So if you can spare it then come on and share it, let's get on with it 'cos we're wasting our time.
The only thing that matters is to share it.
I won't trouble you with all that cheap philosophy, it's better still to watch that on T.V.
Most especially adverts of some slinky hairspray, when the plastic actresses take off their clothes
Just to demonstrate all their curves and cleavages and subtleties, quite forgetting their hair
The only thing to do is grin and bear it
Give me non-stop laughter, dispel disaster, or the Rotters' Club might well lop off your ears
Grooving, stoned again
Falling over singing
Hoping that you'll SHARE IT
(Words &Music by Pip Pyle)
Meeting people everyday and see some place abroad
And I admit that when the time is right it can be quite a laugh
But you know, that's not often.
Eventually, I think that you will agree
I'm only putting lines out and shifting gears, missing years disappear
As for you I couldn't bear to think of it . . .
They said you were Swedish.
You asked me for a chocolate bar, then you went and spoiled it all by eating
it (what a pain, what a nause)
You can imagine my delight was like some R. Crumb magazine come to life
Thank you ladies you had us all I hope you both enjoyed it.
But just the same I'm happy just to sit around at home
(With Pamela making cups of tea and washing clothes) SELECT THE
(With Pamela looking elegant and writing prose) LINE YOU PREFER
(If anyone's in need of me, I'm drowning in the bathroom)
(Now anyone can easily see, I'm basically a cretin)
DING DONG DING, DONG DING DONG,
PING PONG PING, MY HEAD'S GONE
PING PONG PING, PONG PING PANG, MICHAEL MILES, BOGEY MAN
(Words &Music by Richard Sinclair)
We'll meet again some other day
Till then keep well
You'll be in my dreams
Goodnight, goodbye, bye for now...
Please don't feel alone
Now that we've met
There'll be a way to reach you and say "Never mind..."
We'll meet again some other day
Till then keep well
You'll be in my dreams
Goodnight, goodbye, bye for now. . .
(Words &Music by Dave Stewart)
Tried not to damage any W's
And if I tread upon a B
I'll pick it up and tell it earnestly, "I'm sorry!"
Which of course I am
You mustn't upset them
Or badly neglect them
Or else they'll refuse to work for you
Tried to prevent them being badly used
And if I tread upon the C
I tend to sink beneath the surface gracefully
You'd be right to suppose that this is quite an art
I've trod with caution round the J's and Z's
I remain a man of letters to the end
Balancing syllables upon my knees
I've flown through the air with the greatest of E's
I did what you told me to
Now I only have I's for U
Peter Wade . . . . . Decibel Dealing Division
Nick 'Mainman' Levitt
Chris Levitt
Road Crew
John Purdy . . . . . Recordist, Bulk Erase Procedure and Fireman
Mrs Adams . . . . . Teas And Bacon Sarnies
Heinx and the Tornadoes . . . . . For Musical Inspiration
Steve, Brian & Kris Et All At Polytechnic Rehearsal Studios