[Originally by The Smiths]

In a river, the color of red
Emerged the baby's head
Wrap her up in the news of the world
Dump her on a doorstep, girl

This night has opened my eyes
And i will never sleep again

You kicked and cried
Like a bullied child
A grown man of 25
He said he's cure your ills
But he didn't and he never will

So--so save your life
Because you only got one
The dream is gone but the baby is real

Oh--you did a good thing
She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool
Oh--you did a bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad

A chilvirous child on a swing
Remind you of your mom again?
She took away your troubles
Oh--but then again she left pain

So--so save your life
Because you only got one
The dream is gone but the baby is real

Oh--you did a good thing
She could have been a poet or she could have been a fool
Oh--you did a bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad

You did a bad thing
You did a bad thing
And i'm not happy and i'm not sad
[repeat 2x]