My Uncle Ernie had a wombleberry 

It used to live along the side of his nose

On the whole it made a very good show



Y'know, I like being in the music biz

But it's not all fun

Hey sometimes it's also hard

So here's a tune that says...



It's no wonder I'm so mad

When I see the chances that I had

blown away by businesses big boys

Nine to fivers making all the noise

Making sure that no-one has the choice



I should tell them go to hell

Start a new sound give us some clean air

Open up a door for those who care



Churning out the crap, just like that

any old riff, gimme a spliff

That'll do the business

I could wear a hat, just like that

Silly dance step

Silly dance step 

Learn the way you sing



Maybe it's conspiracy

Put together by gardeners who see

they do well to feed

their crops on crap,

Ohhhhh



It's too late..........

I'm too late..........

I could never be..........

What they want me to be.........



Churning out the crap, just like that

any old riff, gimme a spliff

That'll do the business

I could wear a hat, just like that

Silly dance step

Silly dance step

Learn the way you sing,

too late.........



I'm too late



I'm too late



I'm too late