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