The Rape of Intelligence

[Keith]

There was a young boy called John,
who vandalised cars for fun,
he would scratch them with keys,
kick in panels to please,
and that’s how his storey begun.

There was a mad dad called Dave,
who thought he could tell John, behave,
but each night at one,
he lost sight of his son,
blinded by drink in a rage.

There was a good neighbour called George,
who was changing the clutch on his Ford,
now John was there,
and beginning to care,
he asked questions and never got bored.

There was a glum mum called Marg
who belts John and takes it too far
leave this man alone
and get yourself home
you’re too stupid to work on a car.