Bronze Adonis(Hulme Playhouse 1983) - John Cooper Clarke

Bronze Adonis (Hulme Playhouse 1983) - John Cooper Clarke
She didn't like the rib cage
The coat-hanger hips
The razor-sharp shoulder blades
Always give her jip
She's reading Edward De Bono under the palms
He sprays Odorono under his arms
I was to say the least alarmed
When the bronze adonis got her
I lay beneath the parasol
Watched him with the chicks
Horsing around with his aerosol
They whispered about his odd trick
Send no cash fear no man
You can be a love leviathan
She's a fan of the man with a tan from a can
The bronze adonis got her
They honeymoon on muscle beach to cries of beat it mac
He plucks some puny pansy's peach
When are do you like that
The bronze adonis got her
Mr and Mrs Universe
The folks who live in the gym
Each night she sleeps in a room marked her
He sleeps in a room marked him
Muscle bound for stardom
The apollo of your eye
Can't seem to get a hard on
Oh Christ I wonder why
The bronze adonis got her
There stands the body gorgeous
Men worship girls admire
He bravely bears the scourges
And the squelch of squashed desire
What a physical jerk
No time for sex
Where's me bleedin' bullworker
Baby oil and leopard kecks
Oh yeah the bronze adonis got her
Hubba hubba yum yum wow
What a hunk of beef
Who made you
Around his briefs
In the corner sauna
With his mates
Wanking away unwanted weight
That's his idea of a heavy date
The bronze adonis got her