This is not a love song and it serves no use
But if you want to sing along with some verbal abuse
It might make you feel better and it's good for the soul
Take 4 letters and let's rock 'n' roll
Are those 3 sixes on the side of your head?
Shall I get the crucifixes, are you already dead?
Should I call the mortician? You're a bag of bones
You should audition for the Rolling Stones
Sing fat lady sing
Make it loud and clear and strong
Make it swing, we wanna see you swing
And send the next joker in when you' ve gone
The undertakers and the bailiffs and the heavy mob
Are the only people round here with a steady job
Everything is sponsored from the sea to the sky
This chorus will be brought to you by E .M. I .
You had 2 piano lessons and a scholarship
And you should never mix music with politics
With an I.Q. of maybe only one or two
You became a politician, what else could you do?
Sing fat lady sing
Make it loud and clear and strong
Give in for God's sake give in
And send the next joker in when you've gone
Sing fat lady sing
Sing it loud, sing it clear and sing it strong
Give in for God's sake just give in
And send the next joker in when you've gone
This is not a love song and it serves no use
But if you want to sing along with some verbal abuse
It might make you feel better and it's good for the soul
So take 4 letters let's rock 'n' roll