Lord Cut-Gla** - Look After Your Wife lyrics

Deep in the night you get a fright You are the product of the modern man Thirty-thousand years fighting tigers and bears It ends with you the very modern man What's your point here? Your contribution? Well, we can't all be the polymath But try to make a difference Look after your wife, you've got her for life When it's rung you cannot unring the bell Keep her from spills, keep her from pills Be a lover and companion as well If she's a hellbound, free-thinker Or an uptight bad drinker 'Cause in the morning I'll see her Look defeated on her way to work And wishing that you loved her A word in your ear my self-obsessed peer To love another's not a curse or a sentence From one week to next it's illusions and tricks You're no companion you're just pa**ing the hours You have this need to be like the others And your blinkered band of brothers 'Cause you don't love her Or even like her And you were pining for your friends Before your carnation had wilted