The Low Flying Pigeons - Knee Job

It started with a little stabbing pain

Something like a damaged vein, I thought
You rubbed it for a little while
That made me smile
But didn't work as well as a whisky
And the padded brace
I bought

At night I had to keep it straight and stiff

I couldn't do anything with it, you were miffed
A friend gave me medicine in a tin and a Rizla
To wrap in
But the scotch worked better and I gave him back his spliff

Oh you don't know how hard it can be
Til you've tried to make to the lavatory
With your leg in a splint it's never going to be laugh
And in the half light you miss the bog and end up in the bath
But nеver mind you're clean
Though muttеring something obscene

I try to push it one way it's sticking out the bed
Turn around you complain that it's banging on your head
There's absolutely no way that I'll be denying

What can I do I've had a knee job

Been to see a specialist
Says there's nothing more he can do
Says I got live with it
Quote "Just see what you can do"
If you need more medicine
Cos you cannot stand the pain
All you have to do is visit Urgences
For 10 bloody hours again
And I can't do that!

I told him flat

You can't get to see a doctor in this town
The health service in France is going down
It used to be so good
When I first came here
But now
Oh dear