I thought I'd take a walk today  It's a mistake I sometimes make  My children lay asleep in bed  My wife lay wide-awake  I kissed her softly on the brow  I tried not to make a sound  But with stony eyes she looked at me  And gently squeezed my hand  Call it a premonition, call it a crazy vision  Call it intuition, something learned from mother  But when she looked up at me, I could clearly see  The Sword of Damocles hanging directly above her  Oh Lord Oh my Lord  Oh Lord  How have I offended thee?  Wrap your tender arms around me  Oh Lord Oh Lord  Oh My Lord    They called at me through the fence  They were not making any sense  They claimed that I had lost the plot  Kept saying that I was not  The man I used to be   They held their babes aloft  Threw marsh mellows at the Security   And said that I'd grown soft  Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,  But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me  For even I could see in the way they looked at me  The Spear of Destiny sticking right through me  Oh Lord Oh my lord  Oh Lord   How have I offended thee?  Wrap your tender arms round me  Oh Lord Oh lord  Oh My Lord    Now I'm at the hairdressers  People watch me as they move past  A guy wearing plastic antlers  Presses his bum against the glass  Now I'm down on my hands and knees  And it's so fucking hot!  Someone cries, "What are you looking for?"  I scream, "The plot, the plot!"  I grab my telephone, I call my wife at home  She screams, "Leave us alone!" I say, "Hey, it's only me"  The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror  I look back and shiver; I can't even believe what I can see    Be mindful of the prayers you send  Pray hard but pray with care  For the tears that you are crying now  Are just your answered prayers  The ladders of life that we scale merrily  Move mysteriously around  So that when you think you're climbing up, man  In fact you're climbing down  Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer  With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw  Oh I hate them, Ma! Oh I hate them, Pa!  Oh I hate them all for what they went and done to you  Oh Lord Oh my Lord  Oh Lord  How have I offended thee?  Wrap your tender arms round me  Oh Lord Oh Lord  Oh My Lord