Don't get smart or sarcastic    He snaps back just like elastic    Spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics    We break wise guys just like matchsticks    What would the loved ones say    Your pride and joy is all blown up    What would the loved ones say    The bride and boy are barely grown up    You're not my particular poison    I've got nothing against you myself    You could have been a danger to the boys and girls    Now you're a danger to yourself       Oh what would the loved ones say    What would the loved ones say    Oh what would the loved ones say    What would the loved ones say       The ugly little scenes run round your bed    The ugly little dreams you get the needle and no thread    They stitched you up this time    They say you'll do    They bitch about your pretty face turning ugly on you       The butcher the baker and the bassline maker    Say you can leave her I can take her    You live your whole life like a minute or two later    One day its going to end sooner than greater       What would the loved ones say    He'll be remembered young and pretty    What would the loved ones say    Now he's a hit in every city    Now there's a name well never forget    There's one born every minute    Dont pin a medal on me yet    They might be waiting for you       (chorus)