| "Friends Reunited" | |
| My Friends Reunited subs have run out And I'm really not that fussed It's a human zoo, a menagerie No more special than the average bus I found a girl I had a crush on when I was six She's got four kids and now she's a nurse I'm leery of contacting anyone else For fear of finding out worse You don't have to be mad to work for a living But fuck knows it probably helps And feel for the poor sods stuck day after day With no prospect of anything else There's the mortgage, the kids and the whole fucking package A job and a great big loan Still: they've always got some thing left for old age Hypothermia in your very own home I can see a point in compromise If your vision ain't that long But the whole pack of cards comes crashing down The moment you write a song The creative act is a subversive act It sets us lot apart It's not going to lead to a revolution But, fuck knows, it's a start: isn't it? Unlike the pension plan in that really old gag I don't want to mature, I don't want to look sad I won't wear a suit and I won't wear a tie (But I make an exception when a relative dies) You see it all works together to make you behave Not quite a conspiracy, but it ends up that way I'd rather dye my hair and grow old disgracefully Shall we start a sarcastic chorus now? (Sing along if you like, no-one's listening) I don't want to look old I don't want to look sad You can take your watch and pension And stick it up your arse | |