Really Don't Mind / See There a Son Is Born

Really don't mind if you sit this one out

My words but a whisper your deafness a SHOUT

I may make you feel but I can't make you think

Your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink

So you ride yourselves over the fields and

You make all your animal deals and

Your wise men don't know how it feels

To be thick as a brick

And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away

In the tidal destruction the moral melee

The elastic retreat rings the close of play

As the last wave uncovers the newfangled way

But your new shoes are worn at the heels

And your suntan does rapidly peel

And your wise men don't know how it feels

To be thick as a brick

And the love that I feel is so far away

I'm a bad dream that I just had today

And you shake your head and say it's a shame

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth

Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth

Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song

See there! A son is born and we pronounce him fit to fight

There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night

We'll make a man of him, put him to trade

Teach him to play Monopoly and how to sing in the rain