emerse a 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 twenty-five
     he said he'd cure your ills
     but he didn't and he never will
     so, save your life
     because you've 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
     am I'm not happy
     and I'm not sad

     A shoeless child on a swing
     reminds you of your own again
     she took away your troubles
     oh but then again
     she left pain
     so, save your life
     because you've 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
     am I'm not happy
     and I'm not sad