In a river the colour of the lead
Immerse 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 twenty-five
He said he`d cure your ills
But he didn`t and he never will
Oh save your life
Because you`ve only got one
The dream has 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 shoeless child on a swing
Reminds you of your own again
She took away your troubles
Oh but then again
She left pain
Please, save your life
Because you`ve only got one
The dream has 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
And I`m not happy
And I`m not sad