Seedy little ministers slimy little pimps
Dodgy old conmen practising their limps
Look at that lady pulling at his pants
Everybody’s out there looking for romance
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out Look out, there’s a lot of it about

We’ve got the hooker on the high street
Sharpening her claws
Counting out her cut from a two bit divorce
Judges in their fishnets handing out the fines
Out of work actors practising their lines

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

It’s agreed that what we need
It just a little bitty more than chicken feed
So tell your dog, tell your cat
Tell the hair standing up inside my hat

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

I’ve got wall to wall wackos lecturing on life
Pseudo intellectuals sleeping with my wife
Sirens of the cop cars screaming through the night
As a creepy crawly parasite takes another bite

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about

It’s agreed that what we need
It just a little bitty more than chicken feed
So tell your dog, tell your cat
Tell the hair standing up inside my hat

Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about