Death of a Salesman

God bless the man who came today
Spoke to me in a patronising way
He made me realise, for good or bad
There's still wars to be fought, battles to be had

Just when I was thinking that the coast was clear
No more inequalities to fear
He rang my bell and he pointed out
That it wasn't working properly
But he could sort it out
And how realised it must be hard for me
Living on my own in this property
With no man to do the little jobs around
I just sat there gobsmacked
I didn't make a sound

God bless the man who came today
Spoke to me in a patronising way
He made me realise, for good or bad
There's still wars to be fought, battles to be had

Then he said he'd put this plug on for me
Didn't want me having little accidents you see
And that never was me age on the birthday cards
Actually I feel older but me life's been hard
He said to just carry on and don't mind him
So hoovering's a job I can manage, Sonny Jim
And he'd just carry on with his number crunching
See he didn't want to give me figures much too hard for me

God bless the man who came today
Spoke to me in a patronising way
He made me realise, for good or bad
There's still wars to be fought, battles to be had

So I made the tea and biscuits and I started trying to say
That I understood his figures oh, and by the way
I could allocate a fixed sum to the job he had in mind
And I knew my limitations, so would he be so kind
As just to leave the quote and go back whence he came
And thanks I'd fix my own doorbell, if it was all the same
But he was welcome to the hoover, duster, mild childhood infections
Leave me the laptop, I'll do me own projections

God bless the man who came today
Spoke to me in a patronising way
He made me realise, for good or bad
There's still wars to be fought, battles to be had

As he reeled in shock, I fixed the plug
I sorted out the kids and I hoovered up the rug
Whilst comparing his rates to the figures that he had
I decided that his offer wasn't all that bad
But I told him I'd decline his offer kindly made to me
And it wasn't 'cause of price or of shabby quality
It's just I don't like being treated like a person second-class
Who's not capable of independent thought, 'cause she's a lass

And then I showed him through the kitchen that I fitted on my own
And I told him where to stick his personal loan

God bless the man who came today
Spoke to me in a patronising way
He made me realise, for good or bad
There's still wars to be fought, battles to be had

God bless the man who came today
Spoke to me in a patronising way
He made me realise, for good or bad
There's still wars to be fought, battles to be had
Wars to be fought, battles to be had
Wars to be fought, battles to be had



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