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But They Come Home

from Get Back To Work! by Andrew London

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returning children

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We try so very hard to be the parents that we want to be
And hope we’ll be forgiven our shortcomings
Through the years of piggy backs, and changing dirty underdaks
Of bruises, runny noses and sore tummings

Then finally the day arrives, they step outside the door
Into a world seductive and inviting
You would always be forgiven if you shed a tear or two, but, oh
The future as a duo’s quite exciting

But they come home
Just when you thought you might be on your own , at last…. but not so fast…
Turns out the big wide world’s enticements struggle to compete, with Sky TV, wifi that’s free, and actual
food to eat

They come home
and they ask to have their room back and for yet another loan …for an iPhone
And just as you began to think the bathroom was your own
Like the annual migration of the starlings, your darlings come back home.

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They turn up with their washing and before long they are noshing,
On whatever’s in the fridge, can be reheated
And as they’re generous and kind, their mates are never far behind
your stocks of South Australian wine are soon depleted

So they reclaim all the clothing you decided would be pawned
You’ve got a floordrobe in the room you thought of renting
You say ‘Let’s get away, we’ll take the car out for the day’
But, oh, the gauge is reading empty though you filled it yesterday…

Cos they come home
just when you thought you might be on your own, to hold, the old remote control
And all your QI episodes deleted overnight, replaced with Pimp My Pet, the Bachelorette, and Married at First Sight

They come home
like mature Atlantic salmon seek the gravel where they spawned, be warned
You thought the long-awaited era of the empty nest had dawned
But as the chilly Autumn winds put paid to Summer, it’s a bummer, they come come

As the hour hand of parenthood hit’s 12 O’clock at last,
At just one minute past, It’s then you’ll see the little beggars come back home.

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from Get Back To Work!, released June 1, 2021
Andrew London: guitar & vox
Kirsten London: bass

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Andrew London New Zealand

New Zealand singer/songwriter of mainly (but not exclusively) satirical original songs in a mainly (but not exclusively) 1940s swing genre.

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