The Sadsack Invasion of Earth

There's a Sadsack in every office,

In every senior school,
A trainspotting loser so bashful,
A winsome, inadequate fool.

They give us a laugh every minute

On miserable cold afternoons,
Some will go mad for Nintendo
And some will collect wooden spoons.

They're such a sublime anaesthetic

To problems of everyday life,
You can still laugh your head off at Sadsack
If the boss has run off with your wife.

If you're having problems relating,

Aspiring, achieving your goals,
If you don't understand why you're living,
At least you're not Jeremy Coles!

For Jeremy Coles is a Sadsack,

He says he's from Outer Space!
And Doctor Who's latest adventures
Are written all over his face.

A bunch of his friends got together

To talk about Star Trek and stuff,
They said they were building a spaceship,
They thought they were clever enough!

The anoraks laboured in earnest

As we sat and joked in the pub,
Between reading Penthouse and Beano
They modelled their fantasies' hub.

The Sadsacks have landed their spaceship

On a world that don't half look an ass...
The Earth now their oyster, the people
Half dead - on lager and laughing gas.