Miss Emily Brown - The Diary of Amy Briggs lyrics

I never swore until this goddamned war Twelve hour shifts and sirens all night long I work a ten to ten alongside Iris She tells me all about her escapades Broad-minded lady, she had twins at twenty She never married, she said two was plenty She diagnosed me s**ual starvation Read all about it in ma** observation What you need now Is a really good bad habit Ask the war-sister She's an old hat at it I never smoked until this goddamned war Sit in the torch-light, hear the gun-fire I work a six to six and home to the private He's got a week long leave, I don't think I'll survive it He lights up into everything he sees Me and our daughters sitting one, two, three He burns his dinner and a week long ration And this old waltz is going out of fashion What you need now Is a really good bad habit Ask the war-sister She's an old hat at it I never drank until this goddamned war A pommia, the strongest drink I know to order On my day off I do the wash and black lead Today I take the girls to see a show instead And in the darkness of the Odeon I let it go I yelled and cried when President Wilson's wife died I reconcile to do the things I am accused of Stop turning down every man like I am used to What you need now Is a really good bad habit Ask the war-sister She's an old hat at it