Look After Your Wife

Deep in the night you get a fright
You are the product of the modern man
For thirty-thousand years fighting tigers and bears
It ends with you the very modern man

What's your point here?
Your contribution?
Well, we can't all be the polymath
But try to make a difference

Look after your wife, you've got her for life
When it's rung you cannot unring the bell
Keep her from spills, keep her from pills
Be a lover and companion as well

If she's a hellbound, free-thinker
Or an uptight bad drinker
Cause in the morning I'll see her
Look defeated on her way to work
And wishing that you loved her

A word in your ear my self-obsessed peer
To love another's not a curse or a sentence
From one week to next it's illusions and tricks
You're no companion you're just passing the hours

You have this need to be like the others
And your blinkered band of brothers
Cause you don't love her or even like her
And you were pining for your friends
Before your carnation had wilted