Dm G Em F Mother, Father, I think that I would rather Dm G Em F Stay at home with you for another year Dm G Em F That buildingʼs so tall and it makes me feel so small Dm G Em F That I might get lost and simply disappear. Dm G Evil smiles wonʼt change my mind, Am Iʼm worried an Iʼm not the worrying kind. Dm G Whyʼs that man rubbung his hands Am G Looking at me writing down his plans? Dm G Em F Today I have been moulding plasticine Dm G Em F And I made a little man who looked just like me Dm G Em F His limbs were so weak and he couldnʼt move his mouth to speak Dm G Em F And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be. Dm G Evil smiles wonʼt change my mind, Am Iʼm worried an Iʼm not the worrying kind. Dm G Whyʼs that man rubbung his hands Am G Looking at me writing down his plans? Dm G Those kids with the blazers on, Am They went in with names on their elbows. Dm G Came home with medals on. Am G Spit it out thatʼs the way the story goes Dm G A flying start from the briefcase crew. Dm G Am Oh, you didnʼt have to teach me like you did Dm G Am But you did. Dm G Am But you did... Dm G Am You did. Dm G Am You did...
