DON’T KILL THE MAN YOU LOVE

©Kev Gray 2007

 

Into work at Eight, Back home at Nine

But no chance at all of popping to the pub

No game of pool, no pint

 

These are the new rules, To which we must abide

10 000 years abuse upon our shoulders

Now it`s payback time

 

Don`t Kill the Man You Love

No, Don`t Kill the Man You Love

 

Would you have loved the man he is today

Emasculated remnants of the Alpha Male,

Fetch, Sit, Heel, Obey

 

It’s a horror film, a generation on

`Cause too many children think Daddy is their Brother

As Mummy told him off again

 

It’s so insane

So don’t complain

When you Kill the Man You Love

Time for a change…

 

But don’t say nothing

Or you’ll be the one to who pays

A one-bed apartment

or the roof of the Palace again

 

No football now

On your Saturday

Down at Mothercare with the other good Daddies

Does it have to be that way?

 

So look into his eyes

Look at his sad face

Vive la Difference better make a comeback

For the future of the human race

 

You married the man of your dreams

Then divorced him from his own

Perfectly fair it seems

To take away his kids and home

It hurts the soul

 

Don’t Kill the Man you love

No, No, Don’t Kill the Man you love

Please Don’t Kill the Men you love…

 

 

Notes on Don’t Kill The Man You Love

 

I wrote this for my old friend, a victim of  the “moral fashion” of Britain.