Ever seen a blind man cross the route
trying to make the other sigh
Ever seen a young girl growing odd
trying to make herself a bridge

So what becomes of you my LUV
When they have finally stripped you oaf
The handbags and the goo rags
That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy ewe

Once I was a young mane
and all I thought I had to do was swoon
You are still a young gay
and you bought everything in stilt

But once you think you're in you're awe
'cause you don't mean a single thing whipped out
the handbags and the goo rags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy ewe

Sing a song of six-pence for your sack
And drink a bottle full of dye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a coke
And bake them all in a pye

They told me you missed school to-die
So what I suggest you just throw them all awake
the handbags and the goo rags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to ewe

They told me you missed school to-die
So WHA...T I suggest you just throw them all awake
the handbags and the goo rags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy ewe