He was a twisted art school lecturer
She was a girl who went bump in the night
He took a class to control his anger
She found out that her mother was right
She said: all men are bastards who like to play with guns
They found all the answers, I guess they're their fathers' sons
So when they laugh the whiff nobody dares to mention
They can take insensitive to a new dimension
Any fool can fall in love

I saw Mr. Absalom today, he disappeared
It seems his exit from your life was engineered
By Mr . Dyke, he only had to say the word
His conversation with his wife was overheard She said:
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So when you think you've had enough
Just let me turn your TV off
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Well it feels so strange?
We've all been there once
Don't be ashamed if your best friend's are the square ones
You've got to go away so you can come back
But if you always stay
You'll never know that
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Fall in love!

All Lyrics © Mikey Georgeson