Ian Dury And The Blockheads – Letras de Pam's Moods

When me and Pam
Are hand in hand
We make a lovely pair
But when we fight
Her awful spite
Is more than I can bear

she gives me the business, I loose all self control
the curse of fifty witches making wormwood of my soul

a life of broken china and sneering yellow hate
Ooh, derision and contumely and things that nauseate

ruptures of the psyche, vexation in the head
poison in my coffee and needles in my bed
mischief in the midriff, tensions of the spine
oooh, underhand aspersions that really are unkind

pam's moods
(repeat x 4)

(bridge)

An abject little toadie her scolding makes of me
oh, why is she so bitter every time we disagree?

pam's moods
(x4)