Gordon Bennett Songtext
von Gilbert O’Sullivan

Suddenly I just remembered
Left my suitcase unattended
Gordon Bennett

If I don′t get back fairly quick
There won't be nothing left of it
Gordon Bennett

Ooh, it takes a lot to make me cry
But given that I do, I find it hard
Nevertheless

Crying, we associate with women mostly
After all, they are the weaker sex
We as men must never let our weakness show

I crossed the road, I heard a skid
I looked around and when I did
Gordon Bennett

A car no bigger than a van
Careered into a baby′s pram
Gordon Bennett


Ooh, at least the child wasn't there
Imagine if it was
I swear, I would have gone berserk

Even in an accident
With me, where children are concerned
Can't bear to see them hurt

It′s a fate they don′t deserve
At least not yet
Maybe when they're old enough
To defend themselves

Gordon Bennett
What′s the use pretending you have lost your shoes
When you can't find your feet
Seems to me, they should be there
This morning when you looked, they were
Perhaps they′re being discreet

Have another look and see
I think you'll find
They were where you thought they weren′t
All the time


Am I doing something wrong
You mean to say you're not turned on?
Gordon Bennett

Maybe God is telling me
That I should have become a priest
Gordon Bennett (Gordon Bennett)

Ooh, luck is such a powerful force
Without it history would of course
Have changed dramatically

All the time you're knocking life
You wouldn′t be without it right
Then say so, dammit speak

One of the troubles with free speech
Put on this box
There′s so much you want to say
But not a lot