Harold Be Thy Name

Richard

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No, they never taught me how to get a divorce

And how to know if no means yes or yes means no, too

And how Henry the Eighth disposed of his brides

But dealing with a sulking teenager?

And I'm still failing most of its tests

They forgot to teach me small talk at parties

Little did I know, as I stood there perplexed

And "Dealing with In-laws" wasn't on the list

And how to find the cosine of pi

I wasn't shown the way to change a flat tyre

Or cope when the kids have flown the nest

Or how to cook more than just beans on toast

The school of life's been my real teacher

No lesson plan on how to read a room

And why we'd want His will "done" on earth

With knowledge as useful as ashes in an urn

They never taught me how to fix a leaking tap

Is equal to the sum of squares on its sides

"Our Father, which art in heaven, Harold be thy name," we'd say

They drilled me on dangling participles

They didn't mention how to please the taxman

That the next decade would be even more vexed

They skipped the class on handling rejection

I'd sooner teach a cat to fly

I learned that the square on the hippopotamus

But I daren't ask the teacher such questions

Or how to say her bottom doesn't look so big

And name every bone in the human leg

Or how to tactfully refuse to be a wedding guest

Or calm a colicky babe at two AM

I wondered why the Almighty's kingdom would come

I'm as useful as a one-armed man changing a lightbulb

I'd rather wrangle a flock of angry sheep

I know the date of the Battle of Hastings

For fear she'd think me damaged at birth

And can solve for X in my sleep

But they never taught me how to change a nappy

When I was just a lad in short trousers

I memorized osmosis, photosynthesis

I can recite the periodic table

The curriculum lacked "How to Budget 101"

They made us recite the Lord's Prayer each day

Or tell if she's just not that into you

But negotiating a pay rise with the boss?

But when it comes to cooking Sunday roast

Or mend a broken heart when love's on the wane

A complete waste of time, as I'd later learn

I learned that God's first name was Harold

When I was just a lad in short trousers
They made us recite the Lord's Prayer each day
I learned that God's first name was Harold
"Our Father, which art in heaven, Harold be thy name," we'd say
I wondered why the Almighty's kingdom would come
And why we'd want His will "done" on earth
But I daren't ask the teacher such questions
For fear she'd think me damaged at birth

Little did I know, as I stood there perplexed
That the next decade would be even more vexed
A complete waste of time, as I'd later learn
With knowledge as useful as ashes in an urn

I learned that the square on the hippopotamus
Is equal to the sum of squares on its sides
I memorized osmosis, photosynthesis
And how Henry the Eighth disposed of his brides

But they never taught me how to change a nappy
Or calm a colicky babe at two AM
They didn't mention how to please the taxman
Or mend a broken heart when love's on the wane

I can recite the periodic table
And name every bone in the human leg
But when it comes to cooking Sunday roast
I'm as useful as a one-armed man changing a lightbulb

They never taught me how to fix a leaking tap
Or how to cook more than just beans on toast
I wasn't shown the way to change a flat tyre
Or how to tactfully refuse to be a wedding guest

I know the date of the Battle of Hastings
And can solve for X in my sleep
But negotiating a pay rise with the boss?
I'd rather wrangle a flock of angry sheep

No lesson plan on how to read a room
Or tell if she's just not that into you
They skipped the class on handling rejection
And how to know if no means yes or yes means no, too

They drilled me on dangling participles
And how to find the cosine of pi
But dealing with a sulking teenager?
I'd sooner teach a cat to fly

The curriculum lacked "How to Budget 101"
And "Dealing with In-laws" wasn't on the list
They forgot to teach me small talk at parties
Or how to say her bottom doesn't look so big

No, they never taught me how to get a divorce
Or cope when the kids have flown the nest
The school of life's been my real teacher
And I'm still failing most of its tests

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