Do your dishes stink in your sink?
Is your vacuum cleaner bust?
Is your refrigerator on the blink?
Well come on, whinger, sing along with us

Whinge rock

Are you suffering alienation?
Living in your ghetto-dwelling fringe
They say capitalism's a hard cruel world
Come on all you pineheads, have a whinge

Whinge rock, whinge rock
Dishes need washing and the drains are blocked
Whinge rock, whinge rock
I'm an artist but my floor ain't mopped

There's a song squawking on the radio
Someone's complaining about heartburn
Or Sting (1) 'as lost his copy of Jung
Well come on, listeners, now it's your turn