Let me introduce you to the gang,
[E]Johnny plays the sitar he's an existentialist,
[E]once he had an aim, now he plays our game.
[E]You will feel so good now that you've joined the gang.
[G]Molly is a model in the ads,
[G]crazy clothes and acid, full of soul and crazy hip,
[G]some-one switched her on, [F]then her beam went wrong,
[G]'cause she can't switch off now that she's [F]joined the [G]gang.
[A]Arthur is a singer with a band,
[A]Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage,
[A]look at Arthur rave, [G]all the kids have paid,
they [A]want to see the croaking man who [G]joined the [A]gang.
[G]This club's called the web it's the month's pick,
[G]next month we shall find a place where prices ain't so stiff,
[G]fifteen bob a coke, '[F]fraid that's past a joke,
[G]this is how to spend now that you've [F]joined the [G]gang.
[A]This is what to do now that you're here,
[A]sit 'round doing nothing altogether very fast,
[A]psychedelic stars, [G]throwing down cigars,
they're [A]picking up the joints now that they've [G]joined the [A]gang.
[A]You won't be alone we've [G]all got beer-y grins
[Eb]it's a big illusion, but at [D]least you're in,-
[A]at [G]least you're [A]in.
[E]Johnny plays the sitar he's an existentialist,
[E]once he had an aim, now he plays our game.
[E]You will feel so good now that you've joined the gang.
[G]Molly is a model in the ads,
[G]crazy clothes and acid, full of soul and crazy hip,
[G]some-one switched her on, [F]then her beam went wrong,
[G]'cause she can't switch off now that she's [F]joined the [G]gang.
[A]Arthur is a singer with a band,
[A]Arthur drinks two bottles just before he goes on stage,
[A]look at Arthur rave, [G]all the kids have paid,
they [A]want to see the croaking man who [G]joined the [A]gang.
[G]This club's called the web it's the month's pick,
[G]next month we shall find a place where prices ain't so stiff,
[G]fifteen bob a coke, '[F]fraid that's past a joke,
[G]this is how to spend now that you've [F]joined the [G]gang.
[A]This is what to do now that you're here,
[A]sit 'round doing nothing altogether very fast,
[A]psychedelic stars, [G]throwing down cigars,
they're [A]picking up the joints now that they've [G]joined the [A]gang.
[A]You won't be alone we've [G]all got beer-y grins
[Eb]it's a big illusion, but at [D]least you're in,-
[A]at [G]least you're [A]in.
