Elvis Costello - Jacksons, Monk & Rowe Lyrics
Sister 4 and brothers 3Hanging off the family treePractising for getting oldDo you want your fortune toldTheyre looking for you high and lowNow theres nowhere for you to goSo youll just have to come out and face the musicJacksons, monk and roweLong ago when we were kids and we cut your hair to bitsAs we carried off like spoils the heads wed smash right offYour dollsBut the wind is changing you knowAre you sure of your friends and your foeHave you got what it takes to carry it offJacksons, monk and roweAs the sun beats down and life begins to complicateWill we both incinerateIf we touch that brass name-plateMessrs. all, noble sirsHighly paid solicitorsFind enclosed my signed divorceSad proceedings you endorseThe burden of pity will showIn the people we used to knowHave you got enough strength to carry it offJacksons, monk and rowe