Ian Dury And The Blockheads - Pam's Moods Lyrics

When me and Pam
Are hand in hand
We make a lovely pair
But when we fight
Her awful spite
Is more than I can bear

She gives me the business
I lose all self control
The curse of fifty witches Making wormwood of my soul

A life of broken china Sneering yellow hate
Ooh, derision and contumely And things that nauseate

Ruptures of the psyche Vexation in the head
Poison in my coffee
And needles in my bed
Mischief in the midriff Tensions of the spine
Ooh, underhand aspersions That really are unkind

Pam's moods
Pam's moods
Pam's moods
Pam's moods

An abject little toady
Her scolding makes of me
Ooooh, why is she so bitter every time we disagree?

Pam's moods
Pam's moods
Pam's moods
Pam's moods

Pam's moods
Pam's moods
Pam's moods
Pam's moods

[Thanks to j.g.yates for correcting these lyrics]