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Dance, Idiot, Dance
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Folk
Dance, Idiot, Dance was released on January 1, 2010 by Universal Records as a part of the album ABCDEFG
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AlbumABCDEFG
Release DateJanuary 1, 2010
LabelUniversal Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chumbawamba
Chumbawamba
Performer
No Masters Co-Op
No Masters Co-Op
Performer
Belinda O'Hooley
Belinda O'Hooley
Piano, Background Vocals
Phil Moody
Phil Moody
Accordion, Vocals
Charlie Cake Marching Band
Charlie Cake Marching Band
Brass Band
Jo Freya
Jo Freya
Saxophone
Harry Hamer
Harry Hamer
Drums, Vocals, Percussion
Mavis Dillon
Mavis Dillon
Vocals, Trumpet, Bass Guitar
Alice Nutter
Alice Nutter
Vocals
Danbert Nobacon
Danbert Nobacon
Vocals
Boff Whalley
Boff Whalley
Vocals, Guitar
Dunstan Bruce
Dunstan Bruce
Vocals
Neil Ferguson
Neil Ferguson
Guitar
Jude Abbott
Jude Abbott
Vocals, Trumpet
Heidi Tidow
Heidi Tidow
Background Vocals
Lou Watts
Lou Watts
Vocals
Jon Boden
Jon Boden
Fiddle
Lester Simpson
Lester Simpson
Vocals
Whingate Ensemble
Whingate Ensemble
Strings
Ray Cooper
Ray Cooper
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jo Freya
Jo Freya
Composer
Lester Simpson
Lester Simpson
Composer
Jim Boyes
Jim Boyes
Composer
Ray Hearne
Ray Hearne
Composer
Neil Ferguson
Neil Ferguson
String Arranger
Jude Abbott
Jude Abbott
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chumbawamba
Chumbawamba
Producer
Neil Ferguson
Neil Ferguson
Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Here comes Nicholas, fiddle in hand
Dance, idiot, dance
Into a world that he can't understand
Dance, idiot, dance
You can't keep pace with the master race
His feet, they're going all over the place
He can't see his moves 'cause there's egg on his face
Dance, idiot dance
His body's as stiff as a cold lasagna
Dance, idiot, dance
'Cause all he knows is 'Rule Britannia'
Dance, idiot, dance
His rhythm's so bad that we're supposin'
Maybe it's 'cause his legs are frozen
Shouldn't be wearing lederhosen
Dance, idiot dance
Messianical look in his eye
Dance, idiot, dance
Arms akimbo, slapping his thigh
Dance, idiot, dance
He wrinkles his snout at a likely wench
We've censored her answer and pardoned her French
It's hard for your average Übermensch
Dance, idiot, dance
Poor old Nicholas got up today
Dance, idiot, dance
To Cecil Sharpe House he made his way
Dance, idiot, dance
Wore his uniform just to impress
And said, "This must be the place, I guess
For joining the EFD-SS?"
Dance, idiot, dance
Written by: Jim Boyes, Jo Freya, Lester Simpson, Ray Hearne
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