This man was born in 1943 And kept me awake Most nights in my teens Oh he's confusing because he's unusual I didn't know if I had dreamt it I heard so late at night Now there's a little bit less of England Dada for now; there's the rub Oh for God's sake man: Either roll your sleeves up Or decide to leave then down! With a question-mark on your forehead And that daft moustache You'd declare: "I'm bored with everything I touch and see!" For God's sake man: Won't you stand up straight Don't you know you're letting every fine, Upstanding British person down? He's confusing because he's unusual Sometimes now I dream about it I wake up late at night You made me speak differently You made me want to write For God's sake man: Either roll your sleeves up Or leave then down! For God's sake man: Don't you know you're letting everybody down? For God's sake man: I wanted to tell you: You made me change my name For God's sake man: Either roll your sleeves up Or leave then down! For God's sake man: Don't you know you're letting everybody down? For God's sake man: I wanted to tell you: You made me change my name To "Vivian" "Vivian" Vivian