Under The Thumb Over The Moon

i'm in love with my wife

double beds the lemon heads

scrambled eggs and life

let's make it open season

and all the rasists and the biggots

and their chums

and not just as a reason

for a christmas number one



we're not the world

we don't belong

where boy meets girl

boy writes stupid song

the words are dumb and so the tune

under the thumb over the moon



and if this sentimental

silly love song makes you choke

you can block you ears up

and stick your fingers down your throat

'cos i don't care

it's a beautiful mornin

and if the sunshines sometimes

well



we're not the world

we don't belong

where boy meets girl

boy writes stupid song

the words are dumb and so the tune

under the thumb over the moon