| 歌曲 | Ooby-Scooby Doomsday or the D-Day Dj's Got the D.D.T. Blues |
| 歌手 | Gong |
| 专辑 | Angel's Egg (Radio Gnome Invisible, Pt. 2) |
| 作词 : Allen | |
| Revolution! | |
| Bad vibrations! | |
| Manifestation! | |
| Ooby-Scooby Doomsday, I'm waiting for you | |
| Well Mr. Politician, while you're smiling | |
| Your actions up behind you, they are filing | |
| To lock you in political asylum | |
| Oh my papa's got money | |
| Oh my papa's got slaves | |
| Oh my papa's got power | |
| He has fun with bombs and guns, oh how | |
| You talk about the left wing | |
| You talk about the right wing | |
| Being nothing's getting pretty frightening | |
| My little boy's got money | |
| My little boy's got drugs | |
| My little boy's got crazy | |
| Sticks and stones don't break his dreams, no never | |
| Revolution! | |
| Bad vibrations! | |
| Manifestation! | |
| Ooby-Scooby Doomsday, I'm waiting for you | |
| We go to demonstrations | |
| We picket rocket stations | |
| And then we try to bomb the installation | |
| Oh my mama, don't worry | |
| Oh my mama, I'm sorry | |
| Oh my mama loves her sherry | |
| She wears gloves when she makes love, oh kick it | |
| It's getting very strange | |
| Maybe we're just deranged | |
| I tell you, something's gonna change | |
| You change your god for another | |
| Change your telly for a color | |
| You change your book for your mother | |
| Nothing is for, nothing is forgotten | |
| I don't want no ugly revolution | |
| Just wanna get high, just wanna get high | |
| I don't want no ugly revolution | |
| Just wanna get by, you know just wanna get by | |
| Nice cup of tea in the morning | |
| Nice up of tea with my tea | |
| Don't want no sugar in my tea | |
| I've got more sugar in my D.D.T. | |
| Fe, fi, fo, fum | |
| I smell the blood of an Englishman | |
| Ho, fi, fo, fum | |
| I smell a stereo Englishman | |
| Knees up mother brown | |
| Now you're here and now you're gone | |
| Love me, touch me, feel me too | |
| I love miracles, I do | |
| Let us go to church and be good-looking | |
| (Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you) | |
| (Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you) | |
| (Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I've found you) | |
| Ahhhhh-cho! |
| zuò cí : Allen | |
| Revolution! | |
| Bad vibrations! | |
| Manifestation! | |
| OobyScooby Doomsday, I' m waiting for you | |
| Well Mr. Politician, while you' re smiling | |
| Your actions up behind you, they are filing | |
| To lock you in political asylum | |
| Oh my papa' s got money | |
| Oh my papa' s got slaves | |
| Oh my papa' s got power | |
| He has fun with bombs and guns, oh how | |
| You talk about the left wing | |
| You talk about the right wing | |
| Being nothing' s getting pretty frightening | |
| My little boy' s got money | |
| My little boy' s got drugs | |
| My little boy' s got crazy | |
| Sticks and stones don' t break his dreams, no never | |
| Revolution! | |
| Bad vibrations! | |
| Manifestation! | |
| OobyScooby Doomsday, I' m waiting for you | |
| We go to demonstrations | |
| We picket rocket stations | |
| And then we try to bomb the installation | |
| Oh my mama, don' t worry | |
| Oh my mama, I' m sorry | |
| Oh my mama loves her sherry | |
| She wears gloves when she makes love, oh kick it | |
| It' s getting very strange | |
| Maybe we' re just deranged | |
| I tell you, something' s gonna change | |
| You change your god for another | |
| Change your telly for a color | |
| You change your book for your mother | |
| Nothing is for, nothing is forgotten | |
| I don' t want no ugly revolution | |
| Just wanna get high, just wanna get high | |
| I don' t want no ugly revolution | |
| Just wanna get by, you know just wanna get by | |
| Nice cup of tea in the morning | |
| Nice up of tea with my tea | |
| Don' t want no sugar in my tea | |
| I' ve got more sugar in my D. D. T. | |
| Fe, fi, fo, fum | |
| I smell the blood of an Englishman | |
| Ho, fi, fo, fum | |
| I smell a stereo Englishman | |
| Knees up mother brown | |
| Now you' re here and now you' re gone | |
| Love me, touch me, feel me too | |
| I love miracles, I do | |
| Let us go to church and be goodlooking | |
| Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I' ve found you | |
| Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I' ve found you | |
| Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I' ve found you | |
| Ahhhhhcho! |