This Be The Verse Lyrics - Clark Anne

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 soppy-stern 

And half at one anothers throats 

Man hands on misery to man 

It deepens like a coastal shelf 

Get out as early as you can 

And don't have any kids yourself