Have Fun - The Beautiful South

Have fun, and if you can’t have fun

Have someone else’s fun

Cause someone sure had mine

They came in, now they’re having a whale of a time

And you should grow a beard, a beard to tell a thousand stories never told

before

A beard to tell you tales, whilst the fireplace roars

The closing of relationships and the opening of doors

The starting of hostilities and the ending of wars

Take care, and if you couldn’t care

Take someone else’s care

Cause someone took my care

They went there and then they were not there

We should have a baby and then I wouldn’t feel quite so sad

Then I’d feel like Paul the Saint and not Jack the Lad

A baby that’ll make me feel so very glad

I’ve had a life of booze, but that’s all I’ve ever had

Cause I’m the King of Misery

The Prince of the torn apart

And you’re the lighthouse keeper

To the owner of a ship-wrecked heart

Take heart, and if you can’t take heart

Take someone else’s heart

Someone took my heart

They came in, now I’m torn apart

We should grey together, not that pigeon-chested Trafalgar grey

The grey that greets you on that first October day

The grey of Russian front, whilst wolves bay

And the skeleton of life that love decays

Cause you’re the Queen of Sadness

The Princess of the House of Pain

And you’re the final match

To the holder of this flickering flame

Have fun…