What Could Be Nicer Lyrics - Gilbert Osullivan

Mum, the kettle's boiling 

Daddy what's the time 

Sis, look what you're doing 

Can't you see the baby's crying 

Tell your Uncle Tony 

Helen wants to know 

Did he get the letter 

That she sent a week ago 

All in all what could be nicer 

Than two people young at heart 

Looking forward to the future 

That together they will start 

When you think of all those people 

Who are left out in the cold 

All because they never dreamed 

That they'd be written off as old 

Mum, the kettle's boiling 

Dad, 'ere what's the time 

Sis, look what you're doing 

Can't you see the baby's crying 

Can't you see the baby's crying