Ya Gotta Laugh

Laugh, Laugh, Laugh, Gotta Laugh

Or You’d Cry, Ya Gotta Laugh Or Cry

It’s Insane, It’s The End Game

We’re All To Blame

Well The Whole World Is On Its Knees

The Population With All Those Mouths To Feed

Put The Jack Boot Into Our Fellow Man

Treat The Earth Like A Trash Can

We’ll End Up In A Big Jam

Well We All Are Broken

We’re All Sitting Around And Hoping

Hope To Christ That It Will Be Right

Keep It Light, Keep It Tight

Get The Kids To School On Time

How Can All The Powers To Be

Fail To See, What My Baby Girl Can See

They Bang On All Night Long

Beat Their Chests Like King Kong

End Up Getting Nothing Done

And The People In The Parade

Smiling Faces, As The Banners Wave

And The Man With The Grenades

Strapped On With Gaffa Tape

Thinks He’ll Get Through Heaven’s Gate

Laugh, Laugh, Laugh