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What's a laugh?The sound of common sense falling apartWhat's common-sense?A million unthinking heartsAt the end of the working day& who am I?Call me the barman standing waiting for the workersTo drink their work awayI'm the man who serves the laughterTo the drunkards of disasterAfter they've got plastered on the news& I've got the situation comedy bluesWhat's the situation?This man has been abandoned by his womanWhat's the reason?He's lost his sense of humorThis man is sober& so he's gone to bed with another writer's scripts& his wife has had to move in with her mother& the man who serves the laughterTo the drunkards of disasterAfter they've got plastered on the news(You fed him laughter)SongtexteHas got the situation comedy bluesHe's been devising a new seriesWhere the first man to appear is Pakistani& the second is a queerWho rings the bell in tights & biker's gear& he tells them that he's sorry to disturb themBut the sari that the wife had on today was out of sight& could he maybe borrow it tonight?& the man who serves the laughterTo the drunkards of disasterAfter they've got plastered on the news(He's dying of laughter)Has got the situation comedy bluesSo the Paki asks the Queen in to his brilliantly-lit kitchenWhere he demonstrates his do-it-yourself toolsHe's the type who doesn't gladly suffer foolsBut he electrocutes his finger in his biggest Black & DeckerWhen his wife appears in towel & rubber hat& the bath she's running floods the neighbor's flat& the man who serves the laughterTo the drunkards of disasterAfter they've got plastered on the news(This man is sober)Yeah, the man who serves the laughterTo the workaholics afterThey've got well & truly plastered on the newsTakes a break for the boozeSo I've been sitting here unhappilyTrying to write this comedyWhen I hear a sudden laugh in the next roomThinking it's my woman who's come homeI call her name expectantlyI'm glad that she's come back to meI throw away my trivializing pen& then the television laughs again& the man who serves the laughterTo the drunkards of disasterAfter they've got plastered on the news(This man is falling apart)Yeah, the man who serves the laughterTo the workaholics afterThey've got drunk on the disasters of the news(This man)Hits the boozeOkay, let's have a big laughThen just a rippleHit the buttonApplause& cue commercial breakMarie, come back to meMarie, come back to meMarie, come back to meMarie, come back to me Aus Songtexte Mania