all me own work
Yes, we’ll be fine, Ta Ta, off you go.
Hey kids, what did your mother look like?!
And why has she bothered?!
No-one’s going to notice her tonight!
Now, where has your Dad hid his drink?
And who wants a puff of me fag?
There’s something really scary on telly,
after I’ve gone through your Mum’s bag.
(Yes, the little one can stay up too.)
I got everything I wanted at your age.
None of this pernickety sharing game
Toys, sweets, the whole bloomin’ lot
And me own kids just the same.
Why don’t you tell that to your parents?
Early tomorrow morning perhaps?
And that that fancy book learning won’t bring happiness
– a complete pile of crap.
My boy never bothered!
We just sat round and drank lemonade
It’s really fun when you get big.
Swearing and smoking. Get up late
(If you bother at all)
My daughter never really got it
And she did all that learning stuff
Slaving over books night and day
Couldn’t get out quick enough
Oh hello, how was your evening? No, good as gold.
Only one was sick. Bedtime was terribly late
Same time, next week? Aw, bless you!
Yes, again, I’ve increased me rate
(The thing is, I seem to be extraordinarily booked up. )