Lyrics The Proclaimers

The Proclaimers

In Recognition

In recognition of a hundred million album sales

In recognition of your popularity

You take your gaudy prize

From people you said you despise

You wear your self-respect upon your bended knee

In spite of all your claims

It looks like you're just the same

As every other clown who likes to put the crown

Before or after their name

In recognition of your service to the working class

In recognition of your party loyalty

You get an ermine robe

And you declare when you are probed

You only took it so the missus would be pleased

In spite of all your claims

It looks like you're just the same

As every other clown who likes to put the crown

Before or after their names

Oh vanity

It gets them one by one

Cat, religion, monarchy

But only in tale, fairly frail

In recognition of your bravery up on the stage

In recognition of your bankability

You get to wait in lines

With soldiers crippled by land mines

And you think it's the Yanks that don't get irony

In spite of all your claims

It looks like you're just the same

As every other clown who likes to put the crown

Before or after their name

In spite of all your claims

It looks like you're just the same

As every other clown who likes to put the crown

Before or after their name

Their name

Their name

Their name