To Be a Dad

I lost the children but they can be found
Home in a red house just across town
Sitting in boxes of opened up toys
Watching The Simpsons and making some noise

I lost the children but they're in great hands
When I cook the dinners right out of tin cans

I lost the children and I have to pay
Some heavy duty on life everyday
Cupboards need filling with deadlines to meet
Here in my cheque book my fountain pen weeps

I should be thankful and thankful am I
I went to the cleaners and came back with my life

For a moment it all looked so grim
It looked like I would not get a thing
For a moment it all looked so sad
But now its so good to be a dad

I lost the children, they haven't lost me
We're still together and happy to be
Out in the summer, on beaches, in parks
Home in the winter and up with the larks

I should be thankful and thankful am I
I went to the cleaners and came back with my life

From pushchairs to games of football
My back was against every wall
For a moment it all looked so sad
But now it's so good to be a dad

For a moment it all looked so grim
It looked like I would not get a thing
For a moment it all looked so sad
But now its so good to be a dad

I lost the children, they haven't lost me