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Let me introduce you to the gang
Johnny plays the sitar, he's an existentialist
Once he had a name, now he plays our game
You won't feel so good now that you've joined the gang

Molly is the model in the ads
Crazy clothes and acid full of soul and crazy hip
Someone switched her on, then her beam went wrong
Cause she can't switch off now that she's joined the gang

Arthur is a singer with a band
Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage
Look at Arthur rave, all the kids are paid
They want to see the croaking man who joined the gang

You won't be alone, we've all got beery grins
It's a big illusion but at least you're in
At least you're in

This club's called The Webb, it's this month's pick
Next month we shall find a place where prices aren't so stiff
15 bob a coke, 'fraid that's past a joke
This is how to spend now that you've joined the gang

This is what to do now that you're here
Sit round doing nothing all together very fast
Psychedelic stars, throwing down cigars
They're picking up the joints now that they've joined the gang
Let me introduce you to the gang    Johnny plays the sitar, he's an existentialist    Once he had a name, now he plays our game    You won't feel so good now that you've joined the gang       Molly is the model in the ads    Crazy clothes and acid full of soul and crazy hip    Someone switched her on, then her beam went wrong    Cause she can't switch off now that she's joined the gang       Arthur is a singer with a band    Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage    Look at Arthur rave, all the kids are paid    They want to see the croaking man who joined the gang       You won't be alone, we've all got beery grins    It's a big illusion but at least you're in    At least you're in       This club's called The Webb, it's this month's pick    Next month we shall find a place where prices aren't so stiff    15 bob a coke, 'fraid that's past a joke    This is how to spend now that you've joined the gang       This is what to do now that you're here    Sit round doing nothing all together very fast    Psychedelic stars, throwing down cigars    They're picking up the joints now that they've joined the gang