How can they look into my eyes
And still they don’t believe me ?
How can they hear me say those words
Still they don’t believe me ?
(I still can't listen to this song without doing the choreography from Blackpool. It's been a while since I watched it, but I've still got David Tennant dancing around in my head to The Smiths...)
If the crib is on fire you don't speculate that the baby might be flame retardant.