Bow Down - The Housemartins

Mother, father, I think that I would rather

Stay at home with you for another year

That building’s so tall and it makes me feel so small

That I might get lost and simply disappear

Evil smiles won’t change my mind

I’m worried and I’m not the worrying kind

Why’s that man rubbing his hands

Looking at me writing down his plans?

Today I have been moulding plasticine

And I made a little man who looked just like me His limbs were so weak and he couldn’t move hiw mouth to speak

And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be Evil smiles won’t change my mind

I’m worried and I’m not the worrying kind

Why’s that man rubbing his hands

Looking at me writing down his plans?

Those kids with the blazers on They went in with names on their elbows

Came home with medals on Spit it out that’s the way the story goes

A flying start for the briefcase crew

Oh, you didn’t have to teach me like you did

But you did

And you didn’t have to beat me like you did

But you did

But you did

You did

You did