Andy`s Babies Lyrics - Singles - Lloyd Cole

Does it hurt to be polite 

Or is it just cool to be unkind 

Must you always hurt the ones you love 

And then get paid back in time 

Now, now, now 

Andy is fine but his taste is not mine 

Let me tell you I don`t mean maybe 

I`m getting really tired of andy`s babies 

Some say that children should be seen and not heard 

That`s what i`d preferred 

Let`s go downtown for a wine 

I`m sure you`ll be forced to smile 

When you see andy`s babies 

And the bohemian lifestyle 

Now, now now 

Andy`s a saint 

But i`m loosing my patience 

I really don`t mean maybe 

Don`t even wanna talk about andy`s babies 

So andy says his children will inherit the earth 

Isn`t that absurd, in a word 

Trudy`s in the bathroom 

She`s trying to clean up her eyes 

And donald`s gone to mass 

Yes we are thankful for that 

It`s eight in the morning 

And still you can`t get no sleep 

On account of this perfect day and 

All this white light white heat 

Ah, isn`t that sweet