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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Background Vocals
Danny Muldoon
Danny Muldoon
Vocals
Rianne Downey
Rianne Downey
Background Vocals
Yvonne Shelton
Yvonne Shelton
Background Vocals
Pete Marshall
Pete Marshall
Drums
Jonny Lexus
Jonny Lexus
Guitar
Chris Wise
Chris Wise
Bass
Stephen Large
Stephen Large
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Broudie
Ian Broudie
Producer
Stephen Harris
Stephen Harris
Mixing Engineer
Tony Cousins
Tony Cousins
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Pull up a seat, all laugh at me and my blues
Just 50p, a real family treat, watch me lose
Gather around, for less than a pound, watch me weep
Turn back the clocks, bring out the stocks onto street
[PreChorus]
Make me weep for my children
Cry for my wife
Watch the crowd crease up, at the story of my life
From the loons in the stalls
To the goons in front row
Come and give this show a go
[Chorus]
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
Roll up for the saddest divorcee
Roll up for a fully-fledged clown
A fool in the kitchen, a jester in bed
Rip up your tickets
Watch this farce instead
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
[Verse 2]
Join in the queue then pull up a pew by my side
Now I'm all the rage, in life as on stage, watch me die
They’re selling dead fast
I don’t think they’ll last very long
These tickets to see, ugly old me, go so wrong
[Verse 3]
I’m a national joke
But a resolute chap
I'm tortured and teased but I'm used to that crap
From the howling in the gallery
To the giggles down front
Come and give this bloke a punt
[Chorus]
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
Roll up for the saddest divorcee
Roll up for a fully-fledged clown
A fool in the kitchen, a jester in bed
Rip up your tickets
Watch this farce instead
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
[Bridge]
One final bid for an adult and kid in the pens
A Bovril and pie, and a cry to the sky once again
Take up your seats
Popcorn and sweets and a drink
The theatre is packed for the opening act
Watch him sink
[Chorus]
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
Roll up for the saddest divorcee
Roll up for a fully-fledged clown
A fool in the kitchen, a jester in bed
Rip up your tickets
Watch this farce instead
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
Roll up, roll up
Roll up to see me break down
Written by: Paul Heaton
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