| Gordon Bennett Suddenly I’ve just remembered
|
| Left my suitcase unattended
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| If I don’t get back fairly quick
|
| There won’t be nothing left of it
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| It takes a lot to make me cry
|
| But given that I do flied it herd
|
| Nevertheless
|
| Crying we associate with women mostly
|
| After all they are the weaker sex
|
| Me as men must never let our weakness show
|
| I crossed the road I heard a skid
|
| I looked around and when I did
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| A car no bigger than a van
|
| Careered into a baby’s pram
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| At least the child it wasn’t there
|
| Imagine if it was I swear I would
|
| Have gone berserk
|
| Even in an accident
|
| With ma where children are concerned
|
| Can’t hear to see them hurt
|
| It’s a fate they don’t deserve
|
| At least not yet
|
| Maybe when they’re old enough to defend themselves
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| What’s the use pretending you have lost your shoes
|
| When you can’t find your feat
|
| Seems to me they should be there
|
| This morning when you looked they were
|
| Perhaps they’re being discreet
|
| Have another look and see
|
| I think you’ll find they were where
|
| You though they weren’t all the time
|
| Am I doing something wrong
|
| You mean to say you’re not turned on
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| Maybe God is telling me
|
| That I should have become a priest
|
| Gordon Bennett
|
| Luck is such a powerful force
|
| Without it history would of course
|
| Have changed dramatically
|
| All the time you’re knocking life
|
| You wouldn’t be without it right
|
| Then say so demo it speak
|
| One of the troubles with free speech put on a box
|
| There’s so much you went to say
|
| But not a lot |