Anne Clark - This Be The Verse Lyrics
They ***** you up, your mum and dadThey may not mean to but they doThey fill you with the faults they hadAnd add some extra, just for youBut they were *****ed up in their turnBy fools in old style hats and coatsWho half the time were soppy-sternAnd half at one anothers throatsMan hands on misery to manIt deepens like a coastal shelfGet out as early as you canAnd don't have any kids yourself