There are people who love Their fathers, their mothers Their sisters, their brothers And all of their children to d**h Such casualness Do you not know unless You caress their bodies As they got undressed She smiles, shrugs off her clothes Says that's when I know The only thing keeping you here Is the time that you spend With the money they send To keep you in love and warm beer And the feeling comes and goes And after all that don't you know That you're still bound to fall And love can k** you after all And so when she goes And cries at your feet You can't help but wonder At the deceit that you've spun And who you've become And where'd she go wrong To put up with this for so long? And when he's got time to himself He looks for his daughter On the p**nography shelves Of Woolworths and Boots God they look so cute Done up in their nude birthday suits And the feeling comes and goes And after all that don't you know That you're just going to laugh Like those fat kids in the photographs And the feeling comes and goes And you can mop up. Don't you know That we're all bound to fall And love can k** you after all?