Who Wants To Be The Disco King

Who wants to laugh Who wants to sing

And who is the king of the disco swing

He wants to laugh and he wants to sing

But who wants to be the disco king



Over and over and over and over the radio's on but I don't hear a song

Absurd is the word to describe what I've heard and my heads in a spin

From the state that we're in



Hopeless me a fool I've been

I'm just two legs of the groove machine

I don't like the words I can't stand the beat

And I don't need the thrill of the world at my feet





I've entered a world

Full of ugly girls

With kisses and curls

And a hold on the world

How sick has it become

How sick has it become

How sick has it become

How sick has it become



(There's an idiot wind and there's lies on the rise)

So who wants to laugh and who wants to sing

But who the hell would be the disco king



There's an idiot wind and there's lies on the rise