Rockaliser baby
Rockin' round the town
Don't you realise, my friend
You're bringing everybody down?

Rockaliser baby
What's goin' on?
Don't you realise, my friend
You're doing everybody wrong?

Aaaaaah ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
Ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
Ah ah
Aaaaaah ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
Ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
Ah ah

[Spoken]: Alright, 'ands on 'eads!
We know 'ow to deal with you ageing Teds!
('Ere, Fuzz!)
None of your lip!
Alright, Johnson, book 'im, then!

[Sung]
Aaaaaah ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
Ah ah aahaahaahaahaah
Ah ah

[Spoken]: I'll huff
And I'll puff
And that's enough
To burst your bag, Sir

In September, 1937
I bought my wife a new electric iron for eight and sixpence
She's still using it everyday and it's never needed repair

[Sung]
Rockaliser baby
Rockin' round the town
Don't you realise my friend
You're bringing everybody down?

Rockaliser baby
What's going on?
Don't you realise, my friend
You're doing everybody wrong, yeah!

[Spoken]: Betty and I went to Bournemouth on Saturday
No one was drownded, so we went for a swim
Spent an hour cleaning oil off the seagulls
I don't think we'll be going again


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    General CommentI've always been attracted to the melancholic in music and songs, and that streak runs through the work of the Bonzos; Stanshall was a boozer, and you got the impression that he spent a certain amount of his energy fighting off some kind of demon or other. Innes's work is full of a strangely playful kind of existential angst; sometimes verging on real, usable insight. While Stanshall usually pushed the envelope of the absurd without recourse to redemptive messages, Innes always was trying to reach out and touch something real and close to home.

    Well, this song, for me, was always particularly tinged with sadness and even a kind of despair; the redemptive heart was a sort of cry for sanity, understanding, and compassion.

    That last image doesn't pull its punch. We all have a choice; get our hands dirty, or just say f**k it and drop the seagull.

    The song shows urban man on a stage where conflicts are played out. The conflict between participants in this illusion we call "civilization" is really the conflict within the heart of one person. You are crying out to the Rockaliser Baby for sanity, and the Rockaliser Baby is YOU. The good news: This means the solution is as close at your head, your heart, and your two hands.
    razajacon October 22, 2006   Link

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