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Chords and lyrics for Jack The Idiot Dunce by Kinks
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
F
He walks like his feet are on back to front,
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
Bb
When he waddles down the street he looks kind of queer,
Bb
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce,
F
Because he’s got two left feet and taxi-door ears,
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
Am
And when we laugh at the clothes
Dm
he
wears,
Am
Jack just smiles ‘cos
Bb
he
don’
C
t
care.
Bb
Wh
C
o’s that fool?
Bb
W
C
ho’s that ninny?
Bb
Wh
C
o’s that twit?
Bb
W
C
ho’s that chump?
C
Th
Bb
e
C
Idiot
Dunce,
C
t
Bb
he
C
Idiot
Dunce.
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
F
Who’s a fool? Who’s a boob?
F
Who’s a kook and an ass?
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
Bb
When we take examinations he never gets a pass,
Bb
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
F
And we all put him down ‘cos he can’t think fast,
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
Am
We ridicule him and punch him
Dm
around,
Am
But Jack just laughs and
Bb
s
C
tan
Bb
ds
C
h
Bb
is
C
gr
Bb
ou
C
nd,
C
Th
Bb
e
C
Idiot
Dunce
C
,
Bb
th
C
e Idiot Dunce.
A#
B
C
Yeah, he’s so unco-ordinated.
F
Yeah, and so disorientated,
C
And when we have a High School Hop
F
You ought to see that idiot bop
Bb
An
B
d
C
his arms and his
C#
legs
Seem to
Dm
have minds of
G
their
own,
F
And you don’t need brains
C
Yeah, you ought to see him dance
F
He moves like he’s in a trance,
C
And when we have a High School Hop
F
You ought to see that idiot rock,
Bb
And
B
he’s
C
finally
C#
proved
That you don’t need a
Dm
high
I.Q.
To make your body
G
move.
F
Now he’s created a dance that everybody’s trying to do.
C
Do the Idiot Dunce.
F
All right put your finger on your nose,
C
Now cross those eyes.
F
Now wriggle your backside.
Bb
Now
you’ve
B
got
the
C
knack
To do the Idiot
C#
Jack
>From your
Dm
head to the tips of you
G
r
toes.
F
Now the whole world’s doing it and everybody knows,
F
He’s a real cool cat and a real gone groove,
Bb
And the girls go crazy when he starts to move,
Bb
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce
F
Now Jack’s a success he’s got nothing to prove,
F
Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
Am
Even
though
Dm
Jack is dim
Am
His mother is so
Bb
proud
o
C
f
him.
Bb
He
C
y, who’s that groovy
Bb
l
C
ooking
dude
Bb
Da
C
ncing with all the
Bb
c
C
hicks?
C
Th
Bb
e
C
Idiot
Dunc
C
e,
Bb
t
C
he Idiot Dunce.