It's one thing to know it but another to admit
We're the worst band in the world
But we don't give a....

If Garbo played guitar with Valentino on the drums
Then we'd be nothing more than a bunch of darma bums
So tune up, tune up

Well we've never done a days work in our life
And our records sell in zillions
It irrigates my heart with greed
To know that you adore me
Up yours, up mine
But up everybody's that takes time -
But we're working on it
Working on it (Ooh)

We never seen the van - leave it to the roadies -
Never met the roadies - leave them in the van
All because of circumstances way beyond control
We became the darlings of this thing called rock and roll, ooh

Here I am a record on a jukebox
A little piece of plastic with a hole, ooh
Play me
Buy me and you play me then my plastic turns to gold

Here we are together on your hi fi
A little piece of plastic with a hole, oh
Fade me, fade me, fade me, fade me.....

The Bomb No Ordinary Love Rebel at Heart In Your Eyes Rhymes of an Hour THINK IT OVER (vocals John Soman) No Angel Mood Indigo The Mountain Wins Again Bocanada Big Talk One In A Million Shadow Boxing Please Sir Glasshouse You Will Be A King Je Bent Niets Ye Hae Lien Wrang Lassie Santa Claus Is Coming To Town The way we feel Hakuna Matata (Danish) Woman trouble blues Let Me Cry Can't Find The Door

Triumphant Gleam Heart And Shoulder Nobody's Fault But Mine Cradle Of Love Like Dreamers Do The Tower Of Learning So Viel Spass F??????Â?R Wenig Geld YOU'RE BREAKING MY HEART AGAIN Make You Dance Word II No Presents For Christmas Get You Out Of My Mind Good Enough On Your Own Nig-Gotiate Meet On The Horizon A Room Lives in Lucy River Runs Red Falling I Want You to Know Sleeping My Day Away Ex Girl to the Next Girl Stone Deaf In The USA Ghost Rider