HE

He has got a face you can’t forget,
Has got a manner you’ll regret,
And how he’s got to where he has I’ll never know.
He will say the things you want to hear,
But be prepared to shed a tear
When all he says will come to nought, and I will say I told you so!

He is going to do things his own way,
Won’t give a damn, and make you pay,
Will make each day a living nightmare, worse than hell.
He will never go to seek advice,
A man we know just won’t think twice,
He may not be what he may seem, but time will tell.

He who always loves to show off to a crowd,
Who never holds back as he shouts out loud,
No-one’s allowed to criticise his word.
He says he is there but only thanks to God,
But most of us know different, the poor sod!
The way he struts around is so absurd.

He won’t be the reason I survive,
Despite his ravings I’m alive,
No matter what he does I’ll live my life my way.
Me, I’ll just ignore what comes to pass,
The laws he makes are all an ass,
The things he does are not for me,
The one thing in his life is he
He, mm, he.