Don't Bother Me Now

by Clive James and Pete Atkin

What did you expect me to talk like?
The Bible Class Ace? Is that how?
Like snow wouldn't melt on my face maybe?
Don't bother me now

What did you expect me to love like?
Some breezy hail-fellow-well-met?
Is it consummate ease you see, baby?
I'm not ready yet

What did you expect me to look like?
A wreath of green leaves round my brow?
Fine feathered wings I could soar on maybe?
You don't seem to know there's a war on, baby
Don't bother me now
Don't bother me now