Текст песни Punch and Judy - Marillion

Punch, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy

Washing machine, pinstripe dream
Stripped the gloss from a beauty queen, Punch And Judy, [Judy]
Found our nest, in the Daily Express,
Met the vicar in a holy vest, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy

Brought up the children Church of E,
Now I vegetate with a colour TV,
Wors tever thing that ever happened to me,
Oh, for D.I.V.O.R.C.E., oh Judy

Whatever happened to pillow fights
Whatever happened to jeans so tight, Friday nights
Whatever happened to lover′s lane
Whatever happened to passion games,
Sunday walks in the pouring rain

Punch, Punch, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy
Punch, Punch, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy, Punch And Judy

Curling ton, mogadons,
"I got a headache baby, don't take so long"
Single beds, middle age dread,
Losing the war in the Waistlands spread

Who left the cap of the toothpaste tube,
Who forgot to flush the loo,
Leave your sweaty socks outside the door
Don′t walk across my polished floor, oh Judy

Whatever happened to morning smiles,
Whatever happened to wicked wiles, permissive styles,
Whatever happened to twinkling eyes,
Whatever happened to hard fast drives,
Complements on unnatural size

Punch, Punch, Punch And Judy, Punch, Punch, Punch And Judy
Punch, Punch, Punch And Judy.

Propping up a bar, family car,
Sweating out a mortgage as a balding clerk,
Punch And Judy, [Judy]
World war three, suburbanshee,
Just slip her these pills and I'll be free.

No more Judy, Judy. Judy no more! Goodbye Judy!