This Be The Verse

They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were wrong-footed at the start And half the time at the end. And though it may sound odd, I think That if you went and looked at it With a pair of proper eyes, you'd see It is a perfect world. But you were fucked up too, of course. And if they offered you the world, You'd probably say, "Thanks, but no thanks." And I'd probably go along with it.