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Bring back denim With lovely patches on And stupid girly bonnets And Donny Osmond, Do you really know What I'd like to twat Are those seventies glam bands With haircuts so crap, You think you had attitude Did you think you were tough You've got to be joking With haircut like muff, Now you've passed on All your worldly skills To the next generation Who think its a brill, To block up my lungs Block up the gents With lipstick and hairspray Where are the men? Did you leave behind As your symbol token A load of crap songs And a lampost that was broken? You're always played at weddings At new year, barmitzers and charity SongtexteJust fuck off back into the seventies And stop plaguing me, Especially when I turn on the TV And there you are again On a naff clothing advert Well its improved, it's full of women, It's the return of the metal bozos clowns Here it comes The big clown rap About those seventies people I want to slap, Vander Graf Atomic Rooster Are first in line For a sawn off shooter Next in line Noddy Holder and Slade How much cash Do they want to make, Merry Christmas Everybody That record is truly sorry, They just keeping re-releasing Every year it sounds even more appalling, The seventies go down In history As a shameful embarassing Memory, Joker bands For the weak and feeble The only saving grace Was Pan's People, At least a few Were truely great They escaped The glamorous glittered fate, Johnny Lydon Stiv Bator MC5 Or the Dictators But they keep re-releasing Every year it sounds even more appalling, It's the return of the metal bozo clowns Aus Songtexte Mania