Vivian

This man was born in 1943

And kept me awake most nights in my teens

He's confusing 'cos he's unusual

I didn't know if I had dreamt it

I heard so late at night

Now there's a little bit less of England

Better for now there's the love

Oh for God's sake man

Either roll your sleeves up

Or leave them down

With a question mark on your forehead

And that daft moustache you'd declare

"I'm bored with everything I touch and see"

For God's sake man

Won't you stand up straight

Don't you know you're letting every fine

Upstanding British person down

He's confusing 'cos he's unusual

Sometimes I dream about it

I wake up late at night

You made me speak differently

You made me want to write

For God's sake man

Either roll your sleeves up

Or leave them down

For God's sake man

Don't you know you're letting everybody down

For God's sake man

I wanted to tell you

You made me change my name

I didn't know if I had dreamt it

I heard so late at night

Now there's a little bit less of England

For God's sake man

Either roll your sleeves up

Or leave them down

For God's sake man

Don't you know you're letting everybody down

For God's sake man

I wanted to tell you

You made me change my name

To Vivian, Vivian, Vivian