In recognition of a hundred million album sales
In recognition of your popularity
You take your gaudy prize
From people you said you despise
You wear your self-respect upon your bended kneeIn spite of all your claims
It looks like youre just the same
As every other clown who likes to put the crown
Before or after their nameIn recognition of your service to the working class
In recognition of your party loyalty
You get an ermine robe
And you declare when you are probed
You only took it so the missus would be pleasedIn spite of all your claims
It looks like youre just the same
As every other clown who likes to put the crown
Before or after their namesOh vanity
It gets them one by one
Cat, religion, monarchy
But only in tale, fairly frailIn recognition of your bravery up on the stage
In recognition of your bankability
You get to wait in lines
With soldiers crippled by land mines
And you think its the Yanks that dont get ironyIn spite of all your claims
It looks like youre just the same
As every other clown who likes to put the crown
Before or after their nameIn spite of all your claims
It looks like youre just the same
As every other clown who likes to put the crown
Before or after their nameTheir name
Their name
Their name