Who wants to laugh Who wants to sing
And who is the king of the disco swing
He wants to laugh and he wants to sing
But who wants to be the disco king
Over and over and over and over the radio's on but I don't hear a song
Absurd is the word to describe what I've heard and my heads in a spin
From the state that we're in
Hopeless me a fool I've been
I'm just two legs of the groove machine
I don't like the words I can't stand the beat
And I don't need the thrill of the world at my feet
I've entered a world
Full of ugly girls
With kisses and curls
And a hold on the world
How sick has it become
How sick has it become
How sick has it become
How sick has it become
(There's an idiot wind and there's lies on the rise)
So who wants to laugh and who wants to sing
But who the hell would be the disco king
There's an idiot wind and there's lies on the rise