LIVING ON THE DOLE
©Trev Teasdel Coventry 1976


I know that I don’t have the looks
of heroes in glossy magazines and books.
My hair don’t shine and fall in place
in ways that would enhance my face.
My body’s not a symbol of sex
and my stomach’s somewhat circumflex.
There ‘s more to love than meets the eye
That could bring together you and I.


Should we marry
How would life be
Living on the dole
If we had kids
Could we feed them
Living on the dole
Living loving loving living
Living on the dole.
Living loving loving living
Living on the dole.


I know that I don’t have a job
and my prospects aren’t very good.
I live in poverty untold
rely on hand me downs
and sign dole.
No work around for ages to come
So the people label me a bum.
There’s more to love than meets the eye
That could bring together you and I.


I know that I don’t have the nerve,
To tell you how much I really love you
I just don’t know how we’d make out,
In fact I haven’t got a clue.
Our houses are both overcrowded
and there’s such a long waiting list.
There’s more to love than meets the eye
That could bring together you and I.


The house we live in we’ll never own
And you can’t ring me on the phone.
in these dark ages, these troubled times,
We must look to the future and bare in mind
This is not how it will always be,
when changes come, we must stand up and take our place.
There’s more to life than meets the eye
that could bring together you and I


It’s a good job good looks don’t get you through the world.
No magazine image for those living in the real world.
Can you see us in time, sitting in the cold
our children grown up and on the dole.
We’ll grow older in the freezing cold
warm our limbs by the fires in our souls
There must be more to life than meets the eye
I love you could you love I.