In a river, the color of lead   Immerse the baby's head   Wrap her up in the News Of The World   Dump her on a doorstep, girl      This night has opened my eyes   And I will never sleep again      You kicked and cried like a bullied child   A grown man of twenty-five   He said he'd cure your ills   But he didn't and he never will      So, so save your life   Because you've only got one      The dream has gone   But the baby is real   Oh, you did a good thing      She could have been a poet   Or, she could have been a fool   Oh, you did a bad thing      And I'm not happy   And I'm not sad      A shoeless child on a swing   Reminds you of your own again   She took away your troubles   Oh, but then again she left pain      So, so save your life   'Cause you've only got one      The dream has gone   But the baby is real   Oh, you did a good thing      She could have been a poet   Or she could have been a fool   Oh, you did a bad thing      And I'm not happy   And I'm not sad      You did a bad thing   You did a bad thing      And I'm not happy   And I'm not sad      You did a bad thing   You did a bad thing      And I'm not happy   And I'm not sad      You did a bad thing   You did a bad thing      And I'm not happy   And I'm not sad