I'll Show You - Dexys Midnight Runners, Kevin Rowland

I’ll show you them now, those boys without cares

Who’d swapped dirty pictures and talked during prayers

They grew up with wisdom they’d stored from «those days»

Nobody told them to get in they must change

I’ll show you them now.

Come with me and

I’ll show you them now

The teachers laughed with them class idiot style

After all they weren’t their kids so why should they mind

Boyish good looks held the wrath back a while

Then they were drummed in and thumped in and soon left behind

Alcoholics, child molesters, nervous wrecks and prima donnas

Jilted lovers, office clerks, petty thieves, hard drug pursuers

Lonely tramps, awkward misfits, oh anyone of these

Mortgaged up families looked at first too mundane

But it’s funny how with help all the lucky ones changed

Some of them couldn’t, there had to be more

Music, I dunno, films, something special perhaps

I’ll show you them now, come with me

And I’ll show you them now

It’s so hard to picture dirty tramps as young boys

But if you see a man crying, hold his hand, he’s my friend

If these words sound corny, switch this off, I don’t care

Nearby he’s still crying, I won’t smile while he’s there

Nearby he’s still crying.

I won’t smile while he’s there