Who wants to laugh Who wants to sing And who is the king of the disco swing He wants to laugh and he wants to sing But who wants to be the disco king Over and over and over and over the radio's on but I don't hear a song Absurd is the word to describe what I've heard and my heads in a spin From the state that we're in Hopeless me a fool I've been I'm just two legs of the groove machine I don't like the words I can't stand the beat And I don't need the thrill of the world at my feet I've entered a world Full of ugly girls With kisses and curls And a hold on the world How sick has it become How sick has it become How sick has it become How sick has it become (There's an idiot wind and there's lies on the rise) So who wants to laugh and who wants to sing But who the hell would be the disco king There's an idiot wind and there's lies on the rise