Ian Dury And The Blockheads: "Delusions Of Grandeur" Lyrics

Be-ah bickey ba bo-bo-bo  

I got a gal that I love so  



Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur  

I’m a dedicated follower of my own success  

I can handle the glamour, I can cope with the stress  

Deal with the doughnuts and please all the rest  

I’m polite to the punters and sweet to the press  



I just won a trophy from a radio station  

I’m leaving my bat and my balls to the nation  



I’ve got megalomania I’ve got megalomania  

To be a twinkle in the show-biz dream  

To which effect I could canive and scheme  

I dive into the dairy and I lap up all the cream  

I’m up to the armpits in self-esteem  



Stiff me quietly up the charts  

Then I can go public with my private parts  



And here is me, oh look at me  

Just another pathetic pop star  

I love you Greta, what else is there?  

Won’t you please accept my hand  



Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur  

Megalomania, megalomania  

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of grandeur  

Megalomania, megalomania  

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of  grandeur 

Megalomania, megalomania  

Delusions of grandeur, delusions of  grandeur