There was an English guy with two last names
In the cubicle next to me
He was a snotty English guy with a tweed over coat

And an air of superiority
I said "We bailed out your $$# in World War II
If not for us you can bet that you

would not be raising your whiney voice
You'd be goose steppin' baby
and spechen ze deutch."


He was a thankless !@$(
Yes he was

He was a thankless !@$(
Just because


A couple days went by and I came upon a guy
who was chokin on a piece of meat
Well I grabbed his chest and I gave it a squeeze

And he spit it out at my feet
Well I saved his life but I broke his rib
And I stood there proud in my lobster bib

He was nice at first then he changed his tune
He said you'll be hearing from my lawyer soon


He was a thankless !@$(
Don't know why
He was a thankless !@$(

My oh my

And I sing la la la la la la la

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Now I've sung my songs and I've sung 'em pretty well

And I've sung 'em straight from my heart
And I'm standing here exposed to the world
Waiting for applause to start

So what in hell is wrong with you
You're not doin' what you're s'posed to do
I haven't heard a peep out of you yet

If this is all the thanks I get

You're all thankless !@$(s

Yes you are
You're all thankless !@$(s
So far

You're all thankless !@$(s
Are you nuts
You're all thankless !@$(s

Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot
Thanks a lot