WHAT A CRAZY WORLD WE'RE LIVING IN
(Alan Klein)

Joe Brown & The Bruvvers - 1962
The Liverpool Five - 1966



Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
Grandad's swearin' at the telly, tryin' to make the thing go
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Now, the old man never talks to me, and when he does, it's moan
Wash your face, it looks a disgrace, oh, what an 'appy 'ome
He says I'm irresponsible, not like when he was young
Then he puts on his cap and coat to watch the greyhounds run

Oh, Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
Grannie's boozin' in the parlour, hic, you oughta see the gin go
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Brown bread!

Brown bread!

Mother say's I look a yob, me trousis are too tight
She says I ought to get a job and not stay out all night
She doesn't like my haircut, she says me friends are lousy
And then she says "It's gettin' late, can't miss me ousey-ousey"

Oh, Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
Sister's smoochin' on the sofa, you oughta hear their lingo *
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Yay!

Law caught me out thievin', took me down the nick
The sergeant made out his report, and he layed it on real thick
He said "I'll get your parents", I answered with a grin
"Save yourself the trouble, mate, you'll never find 'em in"

'Cause Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
Me brothers are all layabouts, all alike by jingo
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in
Yeah, what a crazy world we're livin' in
What a crazy world we're livin'
Three, four, knock at the door
What a crazy world we're livin' in

* possible alt. line:
"..you oughta hear the springs go."


(Transcribed from the Joe Brown
recording by Mel Priddle - July 2006)


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As recorded by The Liverpool Five:


Brown bread!

Brown bread!

Dad's gone dahn the dogtrack, Muvver's playin' bingo
Bruvvers are all layabouts, what a rub, by jingo
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Oh, no one likes me 'aircut, Muvver says I'm lazy
She says I ought to get a job, she must fink I'm crazy
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Oh, Granma plays the 'orses, Grandad's always moanin'
Sister's home from school at four and then she starts her phonin'
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Old socks!

Brown bread!

Brown bread!

Mum don't like me clothin', she says I dress so chronic
And she turns 'round and pours 'erself a double gin and tonic
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Nah, Dad's 'ome from the dogtrack, Muvver's 'ome from bingo
Granma's fiddlin' with the telly, tryin' to make the fing go
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in
What a crazy world we're livin'
Clap your hands, swing your hips
Here comes Muvver with the fish an' chips
What a crazy world we're livin' in
What a crazy world we're livin'
North and south, east and west
A good cup o' tea is still the best
What a crazy world we're livin' in

Alright!


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - June 2006)


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