Bitterly Disappointed

Just what do you think you're playing at - it's high time you began
To wake up, act your age and start behaving like a man
Your manners are disgusting, never seem to give a damn
Don't even lift a finger when your mother needs a hand

Your school reports are in disgrace
An absolutely hopeless case
We're bitterly disappointed
There's opportunities you've had
I used to dream of as a lad
We're bitterly disappointed
Why can't you be like our Paul -
He's a credit to us all

You never do a stroke of work or try to settle up your debts
All your clothes are bloody awful and your hair's a bloody mess
There's always something new - you want to be like all the rest
But every penny that you get is spent on beer and cigarettes

When I was young we weren't afraid
Of working hard to pay our way
We're bitterly disappointed
There's opportunities you've had
I used to dream of as a lad
We're bitterly disappointed
Why can't you be like our Paul
He's a credit to us all... you're

No son of mine
No son of mine
A bitter disappointment to your mother and me...
You're no son of mine

All your friends are rude and common or trouble with the law
Always come in after midnight then you stay in bed till four
Dirty pictures on your window, dirty clothes across the floor
I shudder when I think of what they think of us next door

You're always starting something new
You never try to see it through
We're bitterly disappointed
You change your mind from year to year
You could have had a good career

We're bitterly disappointed
You've let us down, betrayed us all
Why can't you be like Joe and Paul... you're

No son of mine
No son of mine
A bitter disappointment to your mother and me...
You're no son of mine