Agony - Damian Wilson

What I’d like to know

Is how the lady in the pay phone

Comes across within the pips

With many smiles and jubilations

She tells you that she’s happy

With the marriage that she’s making

But she wonders if you know

About a better lubrication

Well then you cut her short to say

Are you changing nappies

Is your husband hard at work

Or is he playing with the secretary

There’s hope in legal force

In this great land of pure democracy

With leaflets on this matter

I can truly understand your need

But they don’t truly understand

It wasn’t written by a man

Only playing with our words

When we so wanted to be happy

All I’d like to say

Is how it’s pleasant being single

But I might as well be married

Cos I’ll playing with her jingles

You hear so many things

Despite I know it would be better

If I put her on the pill

Instead playing with French letters

But this whole world don’t understand

It was written by a man

Only playing with our words

When we so wanted to be happy

I watch you on the telly

And you answer all my questions

Yeah you smiled at me so sweetly

That I thought you really loved me

Sometimes I think I’m mad

Despite I know you’re just a figure

On this great new plastic screen

That seems to spur up all my vigour

But this old girl don’t understand

It wasn’t written by a man

Only playing with our words

When we so wanted to be happy