Salome (Let's Twist Again)

Part punk part god almighty Part fuck you part Mr. X ray eyes - I didn't choose to be Shouting for a living, it happened Something snapped; and I don't know why Too many slaps? Too many priests? Fumbled sex in parks? Or just a part of the me me me generation The thatcher youth Coming home to roost If the old school cap fits, wear it But I'll take my cake and share it Burning down a bonfire made of teachers Pay your vat bills on the cinders Just you and litlle molly flinders Doing the twist at all the dances Don't look to me for answer Let's twist again, see them sing Let's twist again, hear them sing Let's twist again Bring on the dancing girls! Part sussed part amateur Part love you part Mr. bleeding heart I singalonga, jump uppa-downa, Watch this space I've got lungsfuls of this stuff Both sides together in the commons bar Just who the fuck Do they think they are? I am not a pop star - I am a part of the class war 'Every revolutionary is motivated by love' I see the newsreels: 200 bodies In a shallow grave in East Timor; What am I supposed to do? Forget it? Pretend it never happened? Whilst politicians circle-jerk around Legal jargon totem poles Let's twist again, see them sing Let's twist again, hear them sing Let's twist again Bring on the dancing girls! You tell me Where does entertainment end And responsibility begin? Oh Salome waits She says 'Bring me all the heads Of all the heads of state' Let's twist again, see them sing Let's twist again, hear them sing Let's twist again Bring on the dancing girls!