can of worms   
      She was married and then divorced   
      Things seemed to happen that way  
      The children were confused, sometimes they'd fight   
      Sitting in their toys and games  
      To them she's mother and I am their friend   
      Who sits with them on his lap  
      And sleeps on the sofa on alternate weekends   
      No substitute for their dad  

      She's a very good mum   
      As she tries to explain   
      Everything that she can  
      But a child's mind is sharp   
      They imagine the worst   
      Sometimes can't understand  
      That there's so much to learn   
      When you open a can of worms  

      So to the park to play on the swings   
      To give their mother a break  
      When I saw their father walking down the path   
      Heading down towards the gate  
      I froze on the spot, heart in my throat   
      I hoped he'd not see us there  
      He soon disappeared and the kids on the slide   
      Were happy and unaware  

      I read the papers and made scrambled eggs   
      The kids got ready to leave  
      Their father was taking them for the weekend   
      With pocket money and sweets  
      They were excited as they waved goodbye   
      And I went straight back to bed   
      Their mother stood and watched as they drove away   
      Standing on the front door step 

      (c) 1989 Virgin Music Inc. (ASCAP) 

  • Chords
  • FROM THE ALBUM: Frank.
  • The best stab at the lyrics to the back vocals at the end of the song is from Brian Alvey: The eyes of a child / Can be very sad / When ones that you love / No longer hold hands / Or share the same house / Both parents take turns / In feeling the pain / Of a can of worms...