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It's Got So Bad ©

Gordon Fjaelberg
Bridgend, Wales
1981

Do you really think it's funny
As you spend my hard-earned money?
No doubt you must believe
I'm Heaven-sent
To heed your every whim,
Well, I might be fairly dim,
But I somehow get to feel
It's time I went.

Because it's got so bad,
It's really got so bad;
I don't think I can
Take this any more.
If it wasn't for the pain
Which is driving me insane,
I would take myself, and walk
Right out your door.

Baby, making love to you
Between commercials will not do,
You'd break a dozen men
As strong as me.
So I crawl towards the street
While my back's still half-complete,
And before detector vans
Spot your TV.

Because it's got so bad,
It's really got so bad;
I don't think I can
Take this any more.
If it wasn't for the pain
Which is driving me insane,
I would take myself, and walk
Right out your door.

No, you needn't send a letter
For I'm slowly getting better,
All thoughts of you fast fade
Out of my brain.
Please don't think it wasn't nice
But I can't survive you twice;
Go and find another man
To entertain.

Because it's got so bad,
It's really got so bad;
I don't think I can
Take this any more.
If it wasn't for the pain
Which is driving me insane,
I would take myself, and walk
Right out your door.

I am heading further North,
To the Clyde or to the Forth;
I'll get a pub, a life,
Then settle down.
I shall find a Scottish bride,
Build a future by her side;
Goodbye to you, and your
Distant Southern town.

Because it's got so bad,
It's really got so bad;
I don't think I can
Take this any more.
If it wasn't for the pain
Which is driving me insane,
I would take myself, and walk
Right out your door.



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