Crackpot History And The Right To Lie

People come, people go
How long I'll stay, I just don't know
When showbiz is a dirty word
I hope my time will come

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

People love, people hate
For my downfall, they just can't wait
When showbiz is a dirty word
I hope my time will come

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

I wish that everyone could see
A show by Liza Minnelli
Such a marvellous lady
Talent by the ton

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

People lie, people hurt
Like to read their Sunday dirt
So every Jeckyll needs a Hyde
To blame the business on

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

Every rebel that I've met
They say they're going to die and yet
I've seen them now and they ain't dead yet
And pushing forty one

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

Pumping is a splendid gift
I hope that you will catch my drift
Some like pumping in the lift
Just like the Scottish Tongs

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

There is nothing like the sound
Of a nicely laundered pound
Trying to collect around
Forty million

Crackpot history
And the right to lie

Crackpot history



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Ant, Marco Pirroni
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