vivian - Spearmint

This man was born in 1943

And kept me awake

Most nights in my teens

Oh he’s confusing because he’s unusual

I didn’t know if I had dreamt it

I heard so late at night

Now there’s a little bit less of England

Dada for now;

there’s the rub

Oh for God’s sake man:

Either roll your sleeves up

Or decide to leave then down!

With a question-mark on your forehead

And that daft moustache

You’d declare:

«I'm bored with everything I touch and see!»

For God’s sake man:

Won’t you stand up straight

Don’t you know you’re letting every fine,

Upstanding British person down?

He’s confusing because he’s unusual

Sometimes now I dream about it

I wake up late at night

You made me speak differently

You made me want to write

For God’s sake man:

Either roll your sleeves up

Or leave then down!

For God’s sake man:

Don’t you know you’re letting everybody down?

For God’s sake man:

I wanted to tell you:

You made me change my name

For God’s sake man:

Either roll your sleeves up

Or leave then down!

For God’s sake man:

Don’t you know you’re letting everybody down?

For God’s sake man:

I wanted to tell you:

You made me change my name

To «Vivian»

«Vivian»

Vivian