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Cheer up, it might never happenDrive-by shootings on the streets of ClaphamJackboots booting right across the mapAnd daddy's gone 'a looking with his pistol packin' mamaAnd God didn't make the little green applesWith the Halloween grin and the shaving tackleAnother worrying thing for the grans to grappleAs the earth quakes, shakes and rolls and rattles on[CHORUS]And if the whole world is a stageA kaleidoscope of lights and soundYou can take my Equity card awayAnd burn the theatre to the groundCheer up, it might never happen kidAlthough I think it probably just didThe Christmas speech was a porno vidA topless picture on the British quidJack and jill went off the cliffContract killed in a lovers' tiffWhile Ben and Bill smoke a comic spliffTom and Jerry built to a moronic riff[CHORUS]Sack the actors and the clownsBack to practice paper roundsSweeping leaves and walking dogsDaily deeds and bob a jobsSongtexteSitting babies salting snowHelping ladies cross the roadWashing cars, recycling tinsCatching falling stars and thingsHelping old folk corner shopLittle things that mean a lotA fairytale-like end to violenceThrough jumble sales and sponsored silenceStop the world I want to get back onI want to learn to love the bombAnd have it tattooed across my gutThe immortal words cheer upIt might never happen to you kidAlthough I think it probably just did Aus Songtexte Mania