DIY

She likes to lie stark naked in the rain

And feels the water trickle through her legs

Surround her self in nature the smell of earth and moisture

It goes straight to her head

Eventually she repairs to the shed

She has the place arranged to fit her needs

She nestles in a bower of steaming hot house flowers

The wetness forms a pool beneath the garden tools

You're always on your own

Nothing changes

You'll always be alone

With your arrangements

Their hobbies do in some respects compare

Though he prefers the safety of indoors

He's on a secret mission a chrome and MDF vision

The dust clog every pore

He's happiest when deafened by the noise

Of drill and bit and grinding masonry

He settles in the debris and improvises daily

Don't knock it till you try a spot of DIY

You're always on your own

Nothing changes

You'll always be alone

With your arrangements

Then one night he spied her through the blinds

Now he fantasises she might be his bride

But as he watches her disrobe he knows there is no hope

Cos if you never leave your home

You'll always be alone

Through it all a lesson should be learned

And even you must finally accept

Though self gratification and a good imagination

Will do the job quite well you know that in the end

You're always on your own

Nothing changes

You'll always be alone

With your arrangements

You're always on your own

Just enjoy it

All you'll always be alone

There's nothing for it