Don't get smart or sarcastic

He snaps back just like elastic

Spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics

We break wise guys just like matchsticks



What would the loved ones say

Your pride and joy is all blown up

What would the loved ones say

The bride and boy are barely grown up

You're not my particular poison

I've got nothing against you myself

You could have been a danger to the boys and girls

Now you're a danger to yourself



Oh what would the loved ones say

What would the loved ones say

Oh what would the loved ones say

What would the loved ones say



The ugly little scenes run round your bed

The ugly little dreams you get the needle and no thread

They stitched you up this time

They say you'll do

They bitch about your pretty face turning ugly on you



The butcher the baker and the bassline maker

Say you can leave her I can take her

You live your whole life like a minute or two later

One day its going to end sooner than greater



What would the loved ones say

He'll be remembered young and pretty

What would the loved ones say

Now he's a hit in every city

Now there's a name well never forget

There's one born every minute

Dont pin a medal on me yet

They might be waiting for you



(chorus)



PPS I love you