Songtext von Having a Good Time

It's Saturday evening, out to the bar I'm crowded in with all my friends Gonna sink a jar or two We ain't like commies, we've got smiles on our faces They never smile, they never laugh They've got the troubles of the human race on their shoulders (chorus) But we're having a good time Living life on the line, yeah Having a good time And I feel fine Look over there it's a lefty, sitting with his red star on We all stand up, we have a laugh, it's obvious his mind has gone He says that every man's an equal, and he says, every man's the same Yeah but one man's rich, and another's poor, well life's a funny game, ain't it Trotsky? (chorus) instrumental break (chorus) We're being followed 'round by policemen, they must have nothing better to do And out there there's muggers robbing the old, but they'd rather follow me and you They don't wanna damage relations between our country and its unwanted guests They're just looking after minorities, and they don't give a toss for the rest, no they don't, but... (chorus) to fade