Part punk, part god almighty   Part fuck you, part mister 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 little Molly Flinders   Doing the twist at all the dances   Don't look to me for answers   (Chorus)   Let's twist again, hear them sing   Let's twist again, see them sing   Let's twist again   Let's twist again, hear them sing   Let's twist again, see them sing   Let's twist again   Bring on the dancing girls   Part sussed, part amateur   Part love you, part mister bleeding heart   I singalonga, jump uppa-downa,   Watch this space   I've got lungs full of this stuff   Two 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, two hundred bodies   In a shallow grave in Timor   What am I supposed to do?   Forget it? Pretend it never happened?   Whilst politicians circle-jerk 'round   Legal jargon totem poles   (Repeat chorus)   You tell me   Where does entertainment end   And responsibility begin   Oh Salome waits   Oh Salome waits   Oh Salome waits   She says 'bring me all the heads   of all the heads of state   (Repeat)   (Repeat chorus)