Clover

I know a boy, he's got

Mother tattoed on his shoulder

Seen him on TV, but

Then he's very much older

I know his name and I know his address

The number of his extension

I've got a picture of him in a dress

Looking after my pension

He's got a girl he likes

One day a week and one hour

Goes up into her room

Comes out needing a shower

I know his name and I know his address

The number of his extension

I've got a picture of him in a dress

Looking after my pension

Young boy in a bowler hat

Pinstripe suit and no

Muscle underneath his fat

Seen it on the video

Old man in his judges robes

Black cap, gavel, and no

Underpants upon his globes

Oh, one hundred years ago

I think I would have been inventing

Ways to swallow up the soul

And writing plays with happy endings

When I am old and grey

Many years from now, boy

Will you still love to play

With all my friends and all their toys

I know your name and I know your address

The number of your extension

I've got a picture of you in a dress

Looking after my pension

Young boy in a sailor suit

Two stripes, medal and star

More stripes coming in high-heeled boots

Caught it on the camera

Old man in the red-haired wig

Tank top, stocking, and pink rah-rah

Legs are skinny and feet are big

Oh, one hundred years ago

I think I would have been inventing

Ways to swallow up the soul

And writing plays with happy endings