Punch And Judy XTC

Gather 'round!

Punch and Judy
Did it truly
And were married in a haste
In love, maybe
Using the baby
As a kind of romance paste
She's grown fatter
Her hair cut shorter
Looks much older than nineteen
He's a drinker
Not a thinker
Baby spoiled his could-have-been

This must be make-believe
This must be make-believe
This must be make-believe
Cause who do we know, dear, who acts like that?

Punch and Judy

Punch and Judy
In a semi
On a brand new council plot
Sunday lunchtime
Beer-for-Punch time
While his dinner's far from hot
She grows tired
Cab is hired
She goes round to see her friend
He comes back late
Fool is irate
We will see his temper bend