Kate – Fischer Of Men Lyrics
Kate – Fischer Of Men
I know he owns a paper Kate, but I buy one every day
It's not that he's rich and successful that you love him, so you say
Which makes me feel so much better, Kate, 'cause I'm not any of those
And, just like him, that's got nothing to do with my abilities, God, no
As it is, I'm still renting, and the place can get a little drab
But at least you know in two decades' time, I won't look like his dad
There's a tall poppy syndrome, Kate, that is ready to attack
Come with me and I'll guarantee you won't get any of that flack
There's sneering two-bit disaffected maladjusted types
Ready with their oh-so-moral high ground jeering hype
Condemning you just because you are who you are
I'd drive around now and rescue you, 'cept the diff's gone on my car
It's not too late to give him the 'a' and come with me to Airport West
We've got a brand new shopping mall with a eight cinema multiplex
There's a half-tube skateboard ramp and the waterslide's the best
Down Airport East they say we're snobs, but I know you'll be impressed
(In Airport East they ain't got much, so all they do is slag
Just like the people whose weddings don't make the women's mags)
I'm interested in wogball and I really like Acca Dacca
And I'm better than him 'cause I'm a storeman, as well as being a packer
Course, I'm a bit short of cash right now, and before rumours get about
Anyone says I like you for your dough, I'll snap the bastard out
If I marry you I'll be famous, Kate, but they won't take my privacy
Enough about me, what about you, what do you think of me?
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I'll just assume it's a done deal, then, and get on with the rest
Like finalising photo rights and which tabloid offers the best
Give it a break, Kate, you can't complain if we make a buck
Our marriage could set up us for life, with a little bit of luck
I could be rich and famous Kate, just you mark my words
Why marry some unknown jerk from the outer suburbs?
